In our minds, we remember our Uncle – a man of action, hardworking, supportive, compassionate and very resilient in whatever he does.
That is the uncle he was, touching lives and never hesitating to be of help. Dada Nkansah, as we affectionately called him, added value to all who approached him.
We never left the same any time we had an encounter with him – both in kind, wisdom and knowledge.
It is therefore with profound anguish and pain that we pay this tribute in honor of this noble departed uncle, whose lifeless body now lies before us, even though he answered his divine call to eternity after Ninety-Two (92) eventful years of existence on this mortal earth.
Indeed, words cannot express our heartfelt sorrow and sadness at the unexpected news of his passing, because we hoped that despite his advanced age, he will live a little bit longer for us to tap the remaining wisdom left in his life experiences for a few more years. But lo and behold, God’s ways are not ours to decide and dictate.
In recounting our beloved uncle’s life, Dada Nkansah loved us so much with pride and joy since our childhood days to the extent that, at times others thought he was our biological father.
Dada Nkansah handled each one of us at one stage or the other whilst we were growing up, and we actually learnt a lot from his wisdom, advise, life experiences and occasionally justified admonishes for wrong doings.
It is indeed sad to relate that he has left us without a single word. Our dearest uncle, we shall surely miss you.
As we shed this uncontrollable tears for this obvious separation, we want to believe that you are still so close to us, just that you are hidden from our view and we shall surely see you again when the trumpet sounds on the Resurrection Day.
