For Bogi…

Bogi was my best friend’s brother. I met him when I stayed at her house – that was a total of 6 days – but the memory of him is forever implanted in my mind.

You told me to keep a day open – then you intended to take me to the memorial place, but we got there and they said it was closed. So we hopped onto a taxi and headed to town, where you took me to Bourbons and we drank soda :). Time for home came and we had to hope onto bodas – I wouldn’t sit astride and you were worried, I laughed at you and said, I’m from Kampala – we do this everyday. Very sweet guy, open, honest and had a sweet smile!

He was my definition of a true gentleman.

He went to be with the Lord on 22nd March – It is still surreal. We had just text each other on 21st and he was fine – Next thing we are getting a text that Bogi is gone – it was a boda accident.

So Bogi, I find I cannot accurately describe who you were, without coming up short, but I think you would have liked this video.