Godfrey Osei is much loved and will always be remembered by all his friends and family.Every son idolizes his father; where a father is missing one is made up. I am fortunate to have had a father, I know this and I will not forget this. In my absence, my father paid me what I believe to be the ultimate compliment. He told a friend that, out of everyone he has known and loved, I am the only one who understood him. That is high praise, and while some may know him better in some ways, I did know the old man better than anyone else, sometimes even better than he knew himself.Pap was a gifted man, like his father before him, and he shared what he could with who he cared for. Sometimes he gave until it hurt, but he never publicized it. One of his living brothers told me that, when my father and I were having it rough financially and emotionally , my father would hand my uncle his entire salary to assure that his nephews and nieces ate. I asked my father about that last year, and his answer was, 'that is what life is'. And that was his life. So many times he worked on things for people. I have tasted that treatment with some of the volunteer work that I have done, but I have not and will not drink deeply of that cup - the dregs are more bitter than the need that tilts it. But he would swallow the dregs, repeatedly, and within him he would change that poison into something that would fuel him for the next time. It was painful to watch. It was reminiscent of Godfrey Akwasi Duku in some ways, how he could 'heal' things and pay the price himself. I saw him in his last years not only play the part of Sisyphus, but demand a larger rock every time. His mind and spirit never gave out, but in the end his brain and heart did. That he would die in his sleep was something that I never expected, but in retrospect, sleep and relaxation were the things he was most unfamiliar with.I hope my dad would be proud of what I do with my life. I think about advice he would be giving, and am reminded that it would be terrible to waste the talents and opportunities my father groomed for me to succeed. As I move forward past this tragedy in my life, I am constantly reminded to make full use of my own life, and I hope that I can live a life as full and fruitful as my father's.