It has not been easy trying to compose a goodbye message to you. Kinna had called, I had visited you in hospital and knew that you were gravely ill. And then she called again early that morning, and my heart sank as I answered the phone.
Where do I begin? From 1971 when I set out one Saturday morning from Wey Gey Hey with my friend Abena Oteng for the UCC Bookshop, to buy the ‘Anthology from Ghana’ in which you had a short story, or later from around 1972 when you would come to visit me at Sarbah Hall? Or much later, when I also became a ‘grown’ woman? -I remember the scolding I received from you in 1984 when you asked me where my infant daughter was, and I told you she was in the vehicle at the car park.
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