An affable young gentleman, Mr. Dominic Ampofo was blessed with a quiet dignity, and was affectionately referred to, as Chairman, by his fellow New Patriotic Party (NPP) members, in our neighbourhood.
Regular early risers, like me, he and his incredibly hard working wife - the mother of his two lovely children - were up early as usual, yesterday, busying themselves with the finishing touches that would ensure that the opening ceremony for their new business, would be a success.
I had been up from around 1am, yesterday, myself, dealing with a flooded bathroom, and noticed that they had stayed up late themselves too. When I saw him at around 5am yesterday morning, little did I realise that that was the last tine I would see him alive again.
With the exception of a few - death row inmates scheduled for execution and those committing suicide - we none of us know when we will die. That is an oft-unknowable-unknown, in other words.
It is in the nature of things that those who survive us, when we pass away, always look back on the most significant of our past interactions with them, at our funeral - and say ruefully to themselves, that and so all along, the day we passed away, would be the date on which our natural lives would come to an end. They would then think of their own deaths and funerals too - and finally come to realise that humans are indeed mere mortals after all. Such is life.
May, Dominic's gentle soul rest in peace - and may the Lord God Almighty give his widowed wife, the strength and courage to bear her loss (and, as a prayerful believer always singing praise-songs to honour the Lord Jesus, whiles carrying out her daily chores around their compound), come to terms with Chairman's sudden death. NPP 'Chairman' Dominic Ampofo, demerefa duea, duea, duea. Onyame enfa wu kraa ensiy3 yiy3.
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