I cannot even express how heavy my heart is at loss of my friend Baba, who died in Nigeria Friday, suddenly and unexpectedly, apparently from malaria. Baba was truly the most unique and fascinating person I have ever known, and my life will be much less colorful without him.
He could be loud, exasperating, and stubborn, but he never once hesitated to run to our side during a crisis.
And he loved Aria, to whom he was “Uncle Baba.”
He was always there for us, and I am so sorry that we did not know that he needed us, so we could have shown him we were there for him, too.