It took me days to sit down and write this. I am still praying I will wake up from this dream of his departure. Losing Muhammed Maigari, Major, does not feel real. He was my younger brother, but life made him my senior friend, my host in Minna, and my guide. Major was a man of the heart. Jovial, full of laughter, and always concerned about those around him. No day passed without him checking on his loved ones, especially his sisters. He loved them deeply and equally, and made sure they were okay. He told me often, “My family are assets, especially my children, my sisters, and my wife.” And he lived by those words. He was a man of integrity, honesty, and respect. You would hardly see him quarrel or fight. When there were issues, he went straight to the point, without pretense or hidden feelings. Blunt, yes, but never with malice. His love for his three daughters was boundless. Every seriousness, every joy he had, went to them. His wife will never forget a man who never joked with ...
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