Dear Segun Bucknor, E kaa ro,
I know you but
would have loved to know more on the beginning of your day. You need to
tell me a lot about you. I’m sure your youth is worth a million gists.
You made me realize we never ask ourselves enough the right questions,
at the right time: what is a dad and his importance in life? How did you
live through adult age, questions, responsabilities? How was your
family life in Yaba? A million gists… But you’ve left a million
memories people love to share, starting from your wonderful wife Sola.
Dear Segun Bucknor, E kaa san,
left a great musical legacy at the afternoon of your life. The first
thing I loved when I discovered Nigeria 5 years ago was afrobeat music. I
am proud to see people’s reactions when realizing you are my
father-in-law. Your daughter will maintain this flame ablaze.
Dear Segun Bucknor, E ku irole,
the sunset of your life, your 2 beautiful daughters started building
upon & honouring your legacy. Your not-so-impressive heights. How
you compensate with your generosity, authenticity and sense of humour.
Funke keeps your endless energy, friendliness and willingness to
communicate alive. Tosyn keeps your creativity, 10 phones, cute chin
& little mouth, naughty smile and…coca cola addiction alive. You
even gave me the most important clue to make my wife happy: ‘give her
what she wants, give her what she needs’, as you sang.
Dear Segun Bucknor, E ka ale,
am grateful I got the chance to know you for the past 2 years, before
the end of your day. I will always remember your warm welcome to the
Bucknors inspite of the difficulties to engage a long conversation. Your
commandable efforts to drop a few words in French for me. While I
dreaded the potential culture clash, you & Sola made me feel once
and for all more than just an oyinbo in Nigeria. I remember your passion
to communicate against all odds & through all means: language,
social media, SMS’s. And if I had to pick one single memory of you, it
would be that pure joyful smile your when we announced our marriagr. I’m
happy I humbly contributed to your happiness.
Dear Segun Bucknor, Daddy,
O daa bo. Or, I should say, o daa ro.