Eric Clive Achuba

I just heard about my childhood friend's passing yesterday and a cloud descended on me in more ways than one. I remember our early secondary school chats and in particular, a walk in the pouring rain to the welcome of my mother's cooking. I remember our last chat a few years ago during which we exchanged anecdotes about our siblings despite not having seen each other in decades. We had a natural and easy connection that time and tide didn't sever. Sleep well my friend. I will miss you but accept that you're with the Lord in a much better place.