Thirty-six years ago, the world lost a remarkable man, my father, whose life story was one of humble beginnings and monumental achievements. Through sheer luck and God’s grace, he was granted a scholarship at a tender age to attend primary school in a neighboring town—a pivotal moment that set the stage for a series of life-changing opportunities.
His academic journey led him to the prestigious St. Andrew’s College, where he encountered a destiny changer—an English educator who recognized his potential and sponsored his education. This generous act propelled him further than he could have imagined, eventually leading him to graduate from the esteemed Durham University.
My father’s career was as illustrious as his education. He served in several prestigious roles, including that of a federal Minister of Natural Resources. Beyond his professional accomplishments, he was a man deeply committed to giving back. Over 60 years ago, he founded the George Button Memorial College, named to honor his mentor and to give back to his community. This institution stands as a testament to his dedication to education and community upliftment.
He was undeniably handsome and charismatic, traits that, along with his intellect, made him a larger-than-life figure. He was fluent in the kind of spoken English that commands respect and attention wherever he went. Despite these qualities, or perhaps because of them, he was not without his vices; my father was a polygamist. This aspect of his life is complex for me. While I personally hold reservations about polygamy, I also acknowledge that without it, I might not have been born.
Our family home, a sprawling mansion over several acres, was always filled with love and laughter, with aunties, uncles, and cousins frequently visiting. He was a unifier who fostered a strong sense of family and community. His generosity was boundless, often to a fault, making our home a hub of extended family gatherings.
Every day, I remember my father. His memory and his legacy are etched deeply in my heart. His life was a beacon of what can be achieved with grit, hard work, and a little divine intervention. As I reflect on his journey, I am grateful that I was birthed this great man. A Yoruba saying that captures the essence of being born into greatness : “Ka bire o se fowo ra, Mo ku bibire.” It is a homage to my dad, from whose greatness I was birthed .
May his legendary soul rest in perfect peace.
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