My grandpa peacefully passed away, 9.9.2013, in his sleep. It’s hard to fathom that it has been 7 years! Although we don’t know his specific age, we believe that he was born around 1909. Some villagers claim that he was easily 110-115 at the time of his passing.
Grandpa was a war veteran, and he spoke of how many people never came back from the war. He also built the Kenyan railway as well as a church alongside Italian Prisoners of War (POW). He became fluent in Italian as a result of this.
My grandfather was a prayerful man who would wake up every morning at around 5 am to pray for his grandchildren. My grandfather (or “Kuga” as we say in my native language) maintained his prayerful lifestyle until his dying day. His caregiver/aide confirmed this, and it warmed my heart.
This September 13th is grandparent’s day! I would like to wish all grandparents a happy day; you are loved!
❤️We miss and love you Kuga, thanks for sowing seeds into our lives and generations to come!❤️