In memory of a loving father- Jim K Matchaya
By Greenwell Matchaya For me, this week of August, shall live in infamy since 2008. I had woken up early on one lazy Saturday morning on the 23 rd August 2008 . I did not go to work that morning as I was generally preparing to leave for the United States to continue with my doctoral studies. My mind was pre-occupied with how I was going to survive the winter that was sure to come, despite the fact that I had survived even more ruthless cold conditions in the Scandinavian region a few years before. The UK at the time was not bad in terms of weather. Aside from the unpredictable daily weather, the worst that could happen in terms of temperatures at the time, where I lived, was a minus 4 Degrees Celsius. Everything changed abruptly that morning, with a phone call from my cousin in Malawi reporting that my father whom I fondly call, among other names, “ the Insightful one” had died. The circumstances of the death were traumatizing. Apparently, he and his friends wer