My Uncle of Life It’s taking me so much will power to write this tribute as doing so makes the reality of Dr.’s passing to dawn on me. How can one do justice to writing about a such a great man, Dr. Olusegun George? He lived for God and humanity. He left joy in every soul he encountered. My Dad has many “aburos” but I grew up hearing and knowing Dr.’s voice as you would hear him shout “Brother, Brother” right from the door. He always brought so much joy with every visit. He was always there for my parents and my Grandmother (Mama Kaduna). I recall calling him one morning in 1994 and telling him I urgently needed to move out of the place I was staying at the time. My Uncle knew I was close to tears at that point. He calmed me down and told me he would pick me up before the end of the day. After a busy day at the clinic, he and Aunty Jumoke, his wife came and picked me up. That was the beginning of one of the most amazing and exciting phases of my life. For the next 3 years, I had the privilege of being raised by Dr. and Aunty Jumoke. I joined the almost countless number of nieces and nephews raised by Dr. I remain eternally grateful for all that Dr., and Aunty Jumoke have since done in my life. Dr. taught me hard work, dedication and commitment . He treated every patient as if that patient was the only patient he had. He gave his all, gave his best to every single patient. No wonder he was a lifetime Family Doctor to many! Dr. was there for me when it was time for me to get married. I will never forget how during my Introduction ceremony, he warned my husband that if he didn’t take good care of me, he would come and pick me up as “my” old room would still be available. The Elders at the ceremony had to plead on my husband’s behalf and assured Dr. that he would be of good behaviour. My husband absolutely loved and respected him. My Uncle valued all of his wards. He personally drove me to the Registry and played a major role at my wedding ceremony. He was a part of every milestone I achieved. He took good care of me when I had my first child at his clinic and was always there for me and my in-laws whenever we needed medical attention. Even when I moved to other hospitals through my office, Dr. would always oblige me with a 2nd opinion. I used to look forward to our regular phone calls as he was bound to lift my spirit whenever I talked to him or saw him in person. Dr. used to always tease my 2nd daughter by telling her he would show a particular picture of hers to her husband on her wedding day. My daughter would play along and dare Dr. to do just that. My daughter asked me to tell him while he was on the hospital bed to get well quickly, as he had to keep his promise to her. Little did we know that this great soldier had finished his race and he was on his way back home. My family and I are yet to come to terms with your departure, Uncle. If prayers could keep anyone alive, you’d still be here with us. I have no doubt that you are resting in the bosom of your Lord and Saviour, Jesus. I pray for Aunty Jumoke, the children, your siblings, Grandmum and the entire family that God will comfort us in a way no one else can. Adieu my dear Uncle, Dr. Olusegun George. Remi Olomodosi (nee Shoremi - Your “A-Reme Sho” )