Content The Life and Lessons of Ralph Kwame Gadegbeku In Pursuit of Knowledge An Ode to Love and Family Fortitude in Career and Entrepreneurship Embracing a Legacy in Denu-Afegamè 07 10 12 24 32 3 The Birthday Journal
In the heart of the AKOYI FAMILY, a tale unfolds “A Short History of Togbui Awuku-Dzogbede.” Generations drifted together, forming circles of kinship under the name AKOYI. Originating from Prampram, our great-great-grandfather Akoyi and his son Fudzia migrated to Aflao, bringing the name Gbugbla to their settlement. Fudzia, a son of Akoyi, married a daughter of Amuzu Kpakpa, and from their union emerged four strong children: Gasu, Atoku, Torgborshie, and AwukuDzogbede. The siblings later ventured to Afeyiyime, building a new chapter. Awuku-Dzogbede, our great-grandfather, was a tall and handsome man with a penchant for games and victories. His journey led him to Denu, where he worked as a goldsmith and became a warrior in Togbui Sape Agbo 1’s army. Togbui Sape Agbo 1 rewarded Awuku-Dzogbede with land, and he became a sub-chief, ruling over the people of Afegame. Awuku-Dzogbede married Aviadze, a daughter of Togbui Betsi, who became a respected queen mother. Their union brought prosperity through victories in battles, capturing and selling slaves, and acquiring wealth. Togbui Awuku-Dzogbede had ten children, among them Amelordzi, Dorlagbenu, Mensah Kpede, Anani Takpatsi, Anumu, Egu, Hardey Haglo, Gadegbeku, Fuyenu, and Latsunsi. Fuyenu and Latsunsi, born of Mama Aviadze, added joy to the royal home. As Awuku-Dzogbede’s legacy lives on, his descendants are responsible for building upon the heritage left by these remarkable ancestors. Togbui Awuku-Dzogbede III, who is celebrating his 90th birthday, came from a son of Awuku-Dzogbede I, named Gadegbeku. He was enstooled a chief on the 1st of August 2001 at the Agbozume in the Somey Traditional Council by Togbui Zoe II. Togbui Awuku Dzogbede III A N E C D O T E 4 The Birthday Journal
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I loved soccer and would practise with anything that came my way. That was how I got into the habit of kicking these statues in front of people’s huts, oblivious to the fact that they were their protective idols. “ 6 The Birthday Journal
Ijebu Ode 1934 My mother, Mary Gadegbeku, stood against the wall of her and my dad’s bedroom, the bulk of her heavy stomach taking up most of the space in the room. She was panting as the first of the contractions hit her. On the horizon, the sun was rising, and there was already a lot of noise in the big compound from waking neighbours who had started their hustle and bustle for the day. My elder siblings, Bomboy, Mary, Genevieve, Cornelia, Leo, had already woken up and were carrying out their household chores: fetching water from the main borehole, sweeping the compound, and washing dishes from the previous night’s supper. My dad, Joseph Gadegbeku, who was in Nigeria due to a transfer from his UAC office in Ghana to UAC Ijebu Ode, was sitting on his bed, polishing his black work shoes. From the corner of his right eye, he monitored my mother. He did not feel as panicky as he had when they had their first child; this would be their sixth baby, and by now, he was a pro at the birthing process. He was just waiting for my mother’s contractions to grow stronger and for her to get fully dilated before rushing her off to the hospital. The Life and of Lessons RA L P H KWAM E GA D EG B E KU Journey Across Borders 7 The Birthday Journal
Later that afternoon on February 10th, 1934, at the maternity section of the Ijebu Ode hospital, my dad paced anxiously in the waiting room as he awaited my mother to give birth. In those days, men were not allowed into the birthing area. His anxiety wore on, especially anytime he saw a nursing sister come out of the room. The relief on his face was evidentwhen thedoctor came out and said, “Congratulations, Mr. Gadegbeku, you have just had a bouncing baby boy.” Among the Yorubas, where my parents lived, male children were considered an exceptional blessing, especially since my parents already had five children. It was a mark of prosperity, and everyone was happy for them. By now, our friendly neighbours and friends had already heard the news and were coming in their numbers, bearing the favourite Yoruba meal of Amala and Ewedu soup, amidst shouts of “Papa Bomboy, Congrats!” “Mama Bomboy, Congrats!” My parents named me Ralph Kwame Gadegbeku. Shortly after giving birth to me, my parents sent all their children back to Ghana. In their opinion, the Ghanaian standard of education was better than the Nigerian one, and they wanted us to have a good foundation. Denu “You, this young child, are very hard of hearing,” the old man said to me as he pulled me by my ears towards my grandmother’s house. At that time, I was in elementary school in Denu. I had noticed that there was a small carved statue in front of each hut in the village. At that time, I loved soccer and would practise with anything that came my way. That was how I got into the habit of kicking these statues in front of people’s huts, oblivious to the fact that they were their protective idols. When my grandmother found out what I had been doing, she must have been terrified. She probably felt someone could place a curse on me. She must have sent a message back to our parents in Nigeria because not long afterward, our parents came to take us back to Nigeria. As a child, I was quite carefree, playful, and prankish. Back to Ijebu Ode Now that the whole family had relocated to Nigeria, we, the children, began schooling. Having already finished elementary school in Ghana, I went straight to attend Ijebu Ode Secondary School. Before we knew it, my siblings and I had already mastered the Yoruba language, which was predominantly spoken by the Ijebu people. Early each morning, our mother would arrange different wares and put them in pans, which we carried on our heads to go hawking before going to school. We did the same in the afternoon and during weekends. It was a way of helping our parents make ends meet, as well as a means of raising funds for our school fees. My father was a strong disciplinarian, so we were very careful to behave well whenever he was around. On the other hand, my mother was very quiet and soft-spoken. She was a lovely person. Altogether, Ijebu Ode Secondary School was very interesting. For one thing, I wasn’t the only Ghanaian there; there were a handful of us. Again, I was really smart and bright and excelled in Accounting, which was my favourite subject. I also loved football and would play for my school from time to time, and of course, I made a lot of friends there. 8 The Birthday Journal
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A Stint at Barclays Bank Adorned in my well-starched, well-ironed white shirt and black trousers, I waited patiently in the foyer of Barclays Bank for my turn to be interviewed for the position of Accounts Clerk. There were many other people waiting to be interviewed for the same role, so I felt pretty nervous. I had finished secondary school and had seen the advertisement for an opening in Barclays Bank, Ijebu Ode. Having studied Accounting in secondary school, which I thoroughly enjoyed, I was sure that I would be most suited for the role. It was a very good interview, and I ended up landing the job. Black Boy in Britain After a few years of working with Barclays Bank, an opportunity arose for a scholarship to further my studies in Britain. I applied for it and was blessed to win it. The night before I left Ijebu, I finished up my packing, locked up my suitcase, and then sat for a while in the compound to listen to everyone trying to give me some pieces of advice. It was an extremely exciting time for our family. What a big achievement it was. My parents proudly looked on as friends and neighbours who either had been to or had relatives who had been to tell me what to expect in 1950s Britain. They did not want me to arrive there acting all ‘bush.’ In fact, some of these visitors had the funniest stories about Africans who had arrived in Europe for the first time, ‘acting all green’; stories about Africans who slurped their tea or dipped their bread in it, people who had been shocked at the sizes of the teacups, or even that salad was a meal because only goats ate ‘grass’ where they came from. My mother also made sure to make me pack plenty of Agbadas and Shokotos because they had heard that it was very cold over there. Very early the next morning, I left with my parents for Murtala Mohammed Airport in Lagos. London Proper Despite all the advice I had received, London still presented me with much culture shock; everything was different – the buildings, the weather, the food, the culture. Besides, it was strange to see so many white people in the same place. All that, along with the occasional racism. However, I soon adjusted, and as usual, I set off nicely in my studies. In the end, I was awarded my certificate in Chartered Accountancy. Sacrifice for Ama Ghana I had finished my course and had begun working in London when I heard that the Government of Ghana was recruiting workers for several new offices they were opening. By now, I had been in the UK for a number of years, and I was feeling quite homesick. Aside from that, I thought it would be an honour to apply the knowledge I had acquired to help my home country. What better sacrifice than that? So, I applied to work with the newly set up Ghana Revenue Service (now the IRS), and my application was successful. I came back home in 1964. By then, my entire family had moved back to Ghana. It was a very joyous occasion, and it was nice to see my family, as well as nephews and nieces who had been born when I was away, some of whom I had only ever seen in photographs. I can say that I was one of the pioneers of the Ghana Revenue Service. In Pursuit of Knowledge 10 The Birthday Journal
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I hid under the table that Vivian was sitting at. Before going under the table, I had made a great effort to distract her so she wouldn’t know what I was up to. Now that I was under the table, I gently removed the matchstick frommy pocket and set it to the knock-out, then I quickly ran out from under the table so that I could gauge her reaction. Ta! Ta! Ta! Boom! The knock-out went off loudly, and Vivian, having the shock of her life, quickly jumped up as if her very life depended on it. It was such a hilarious sight; I laughed until my belly ached. Still clutching at my stomach to help with the pain, I still couldn’t help laughing. Of course, she was not amused. I was quite a prankster, and I think my wife got the majority of my pranks, but maybe it helped to sustain our marriage; we have been married for fifty-three years now. I first met Vivian Afari Appenteng through a colleague at work. A young intern in my colleague’s office, she was stunning. The first time I took a proper look at her was when she brought him a file. As soon as she left the office, I turned to my colleague and asked, “who is she?” He told me that she was a friend’s daughter. For days after that, I always had her on my mind, wondering whether my friend would mind if I asked her out. Several days later, I mustered the courage to confide in my colleague about my admiration for his friend’s daughter. “You should have told me all this while,” he said, dialling the phone to ask her to bring him some files. When she came, he did some proper introductions and told her that I would like to take her out for lunch. The rest is history. We got married in 1971. Our marriage has been beautiful, and God has blessed us tremendously. Love is in the Air I always had her on my mind, wondering whether my friend would mind if I asked her out. An Ode to Love and Family “ 12 The Birthday Journal
When she came, he did some proper introductions and told her that I would like to take her out for lunch. The rest is history. We got married in 1971. Our marriage has been beautiful, and God has blessed us tremendously. “ 13 The Birthday Journal
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Fatherhood I have always been told that I have a good sense of humour. Well, maybe I witnessed my father being heavyhanded with us, and I did not want my children to have to go through that. Fatherhood is one of the best things that ever happened to me. What joy I felt when Augusta, Lamin (deceased), Genevieve, Selassie, Emefa, Etse, and Atsu were born. Augusta was born to a Nigerian mother, and Lamin was born in London. I was quite a workaholic, but I never joked with my family and made sure to spend a lot of time with them. It was not a strange sight to see me rolling all over the ground with my children, playing with them on the floor. I was very lenient with them, while their mother was very strict. It was so interesting that whenever they wanted to do something, and they knew their mother would disapprove, they would first come to ask me, knowing that I would let them do it. I was quite a workaholic, but I never joked with my family and made sure to spend a lot of time with them. “ How it started Etse, Okyne, Atsu Emefa, Mum, Dad, Selassie 15 The Birthday Journal
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My Dearest Papaga, As we reflect on our journey, gratitude fills my heart for the story that intertwined our lives. In 1963, fate led me to social welfare, where your cousin introduced us, setting the stage for a lifetime of love. Your charm and warmth captured my heart from the start, revealing a man with a genuine and caring soul. Your sense of humor brought constant joy, and your wellmannered nature spoke volumes about the remarkable person I found in you. From those early days, you were the one I wished to spend my life with. Your support and generosity towards my family and our children showcased the depth of your kindness. As a father, you were handson, balancing guidance with a laid-back demeanour that enriched our parenting journey. I remember the times when you, with your easygoing attitude, handled situations that I, the so-called “strict one,” found challenging. Your approach taught me the importance of balance and understanding, allowing our children the space to grow and learn. Our marriage, marked by your steadfastness, has been a beautiful journey. Your support has anchored me, creating a home filled with love, laughter, and cherished memories. Now, as we relish the blessings of grandchildren, your calm presence continues to bring comfort. Your wisdom guides them, allowing them to flourish under your gentle care. Happy anniversary, my dear Papaga. Here’s to the beautiful journey we’ve shared and the countless moments yet to come. Love, Mama Vee. 18 The Birthday Journal
It is with great pleasure that I extend my heartfelt rejoicing to my daddy on his 90th birthday today, February 10th, 2024. You are among the privileged to reach 90 in this world full of uncertainties. I am, therefore, grateful to God for His special grace upon your life. Your fatherly care, both in good times and challenging moments, can never be forgotten. I appreciate the impact you have had on my life, especially your love for me, my siblings, my husband, and your grand and great-grandchildren. May the Lord continue to strengthen, keep, and uphold you. When it is time for God to call you home, may you enjoy eternal rest in His Kingdom. Amen. Happy birthday, Daddy. Mrs. Augusta Kuponu Happy 90th Birthday Daddy! Ninety is a significant milestone in life, and I’m grateful to have had you as my dad for these days, months, and ninety years! It’s a time to thank God for your life and a reminder of God’s words (Psalm 90:12): “Teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts to wisdom.” Congratulations, Daddy, on reaching this great milestone. Daddy, remember that every one of your birthdays is a gift to the rest of us who have had the pleasure of having you in our lives for ninety good years. We are gifted just by knowing you. We love you and appreciate you. May the Lord continue to give you strength, good health, and more glorious years to be with us. Happy birthday, and have a fabulous day. Love from your daughter, Genevieve Shadare 19 The Birthday Journal
Dear Daddy, Thinking about what makes you so special, it’s the unconditional love and support you shower on us. You’re not just a parent; you’re our go-to person for advice and a comforting presence that understands without judgement. Your love is a pillar of strength in our lives. Childhood was a magical time, especially with you playing the role of our Santa. The Christmas Eve firework game is etched in my memory, spreading joy and creating a sense of wonder in our neighbourhood. Those moments are treasures that light up my heart. Your words of care and caution, “Take care. Be careful out there,” are more than just reminders – they reflect your deep concern and protective nature, making us feel cherished. Describing your personality is like painting a beautiful portrait – you’re loving, supportive, wise, patient, and someone we can always rely on. You embody the qualities that make a parent not just exceptional but truly extraordinary. If you were a famous character, you’d undoubtedly be Santa Claus. Your boundless generosity and giving spirit mirror the iconic figure who keeps on giving, even when there seems to be nothing left. You make giving an art. What truly inspires me about you is your fighting spirit. Facing hardships, like losing the farm, you rose above it, worked hard, and moved us for a fresh start. Your work ethic is not just a trait but a guiding principle that has shaped my approach to life. One of the exciting memories is learning to make groundnut soup from you. It wasn’t just a cooking lesson; it was a bonding moment that I proudly carried into the kitchen on my own the next week. Your role as a teacher and mentor has left a lasting impact. Daddy, you’re not just a parent; you’re a friend, a guide, and a source of endless joy. On your 90th birthday, I want to express my deepest love and gratitude for being the amazing person you are. Happy Birthday, Daddy! May your day be filled with the same love and joy you’ve always generously shared with us. Love, Selassie 20 The Birthday Journal
Dear Daddy Ralph, Thank you for the uplifting words of encouragement, the warmth in your smile, and the joy that your jokes bring. Your positive energy has this incredible ability to brighten our days. One of our treasured moments is our Sunday tradition – the banter that starts with the usual exchange about my name and its meaning, leading to fits of laughter before any serious conversation begins. “What is your name?” you ask. “My name is Emefa,” I reply. “Do you know the meaning of your name?” you inquire. “It means Cool,” I answer. “Are you cool?” I affirm with a smile, “Yes, I am.” Then we both burst out laughing, setting the tone for our time together. Our talks about life and your dream of starting a poultry farm in the village make those moments truly special. Your reminder, “Who do you have to complain to? No one will listen to you,” is etched in my mind as a call to face challenges with resilience and find solutions independently. Your happiness is intricately tied to our company, especially when we, the children, spend time with you. The infectious joy you radiate, coupled with your love for a good club beer, adds a delightful touch to our gatherings. Daddy, you’re not only generous but also incredibly fun to be around. Your zest for life turns every moment into an enjoyable experience. If you were a famous character, without a doubt, you’d be Jackie Chan, given your love for Chinese movies. Your appreciation for them adds a unique charm to your character. About a year ago, I was fortunate to be awarded a contract, and it was all thanks to your assistance to a certain Director at Takoradi. Your generosity became a significant blessing in my life. Your words of encouragement have been a guiding force, instilling in me the belief that challenges are mere stepping stones to success. You’ve navigated the storms of life in business with your head held high, never losing faith. Your enduring belief that things will get better is a testament to your strength. On your 90th birthday, I celebrate you, Daddy, for your strength, love, compassion, wisdom, and humour. I look up to you and admire your resilience and determination. Happy blessed 90th!. With all my love Emefa 21 The Birthday Journal
Dear Daddy, My heart is filled with gratitude for the incredible parents you and Mom have been. Your ability to tackle life’s challenges hand in hand has been the glue that’s kept you two together for all these years. Thinking back to my childhood, the fondest memories are those simple moments of us eating together at the dinner table. Those times weren’t just about food; they were about family, laughter, and warmth that shaped the core of who we are. I’ve noticed that what truly lights up your world is seeing your kids doing well and staying healthy. Your joy is infectious, but I’ve also seen the concern in your eyes when any of us face struggles. Your caring nature goes beyond words. Personality-wise, you and Mom are the embodiment of affability and love. Your warmth has created a home where understanding and love flow freely. The day you were made chief in your hometown was not just a proud moment for you but for all of us. It showcased your character, leadership, and the deep respect you’ve earned in the community. It’s a legacy we all carry with immense pride. Daddy, your tenacity to never give up is a beacon of inspiration in my life. Your ability to face challenges head-on and come out stronger has been a guiding force, teaching me the power of resilience. As we celebrate you today, Daddy, know that your love, wisdom, and strength have left an indelible mark on all of us. May the years ahead bring more cherished moments and memories. Atsu 22 The Birthday Journal
Happy 90th Daddy! I’ve been reflecting on the incredible 90 years you’ve had, and it’s like revisiting a beautiful family album. You and Mom – a perfect duo. Mom, the strong enforcer, and you, the laid-back, chill one. Our home was always a haven of peace, and I’m thankful that, at least in front of us kids, there was never any sign of you two fighting. Your words, Daddy, have been a guiding force in my life. “Whatever you do, make sure you don’t bring shame to the family,” you once advised, and those words have remained my moral compass, shaping my decisions and actions. I remember the sheer joy of good grades and winning awards. It wasn’t just our individual achievements; it felt like victories for the whole family. Daddy, your generosity and support have not only touched our family but rippled out to others. It fills me with pride when I hear uncles and others talk about the days when you helped them with education or jobs. Your kindness has left a legacy of positivity. Mom, your hustle spirit has been my constant inspiration. Combined with Daddy’s patience and positive outlook, you both created a powerful team that shaped our family’s resilience. The move from Takoradi to Tema and starting anew was tough. Yet, through your patience, togetherness, and hard work, you overcame every obstacle. It’s a testament to your commitment to each other and the family. As we celebrate your 90th, Daddy, I want you to know how profoundly grateful I am for the love, wisdom, and unity you’ve brought into our lives. Here’s to the man who, alongside Mom, has created a family filled with patience, love, and enduring strength. With heartfelt admiration, Etse 23 The Birthday Journal
Career Man After I had served a couple of years at the Ghana Revenue Service, I moved to work with Ghana Cold Stores in Tema. The highlight of my work here was when I headed the merging of the State Farms and Ghana Fisheries. Afterwards, I moved to the Timber Marketing Board and was in charge of setting up the prestigious Ghana Timbers in Takoradi. Ghana Timbers was responsible for Ghana’s timber exports. Thereafter, to Ghana Oil Palm Plantations. In all, my time with the Government service was fruitful. Zenos Farms – Takoradi I held two eggs in my palms as I admired their fresh texture. I felt very proud indeed; these were some of the maiden eggs of our poultry farm, and I felt as excited as I had felt whenever any of my children was born. It was amazing to see this dream of mine fulfilled. After working with the government service for a long while, I decided to take all my life savings and go out on my own. For years, I had dreamt of owning a poultry farm, I knew a lot about the business, and where I did not know, I hoped to learn as I went along. So passionate was I about this venture that I took out all my life savings and bank loans to invest in the business. I and my workers worked so hard, we put our all into it, that in no time, we became the second biggest poultry farm in the whole of the Western Region. We thrived. People formed long lines to buy eggs, chicken, and all other chicken products from us, and people said brilliant things about us. It was such a proud moment for me. Revolution! It was a day in 1979—an unusual one. We woke up to the news that a revolution was unfolding in the capital. Trouble brewed as the military government of the Supreme Military Council, led by Lieutenant General Fred Akuffo, decided to put Flight Lieutenant Jerry John Rawlings on public trial for attempting to overthrow the government. Things quickly escalated. In Accra, there were reports of soldiers harassing civilians, shortages of food and fuel, and junior soldiers taking advantage by causing trouble everywhere. As far as I was concerned, this seemed like an Accra problem, and I expected the Fortitude in Career and Entrepreneurship 24 The Birthday Journal
situation to be contained soon. However, my surprise was palpable when, many years later in 1984, our work was abruptly interrupted. Going outside to witness the situation for myself, I realised that the entire farm was surrounded by revolution guards. The soldiers arrived at night, and the unbelievable happened—they took me roughly, handcuffed me, and transported me to the barracks for questioning. I, an entrepreneur, was treated like a common thief. The long and short of it was that the farm was forcibly closed down. Before my very eyes, all my investments went down the drain as the soldiers auctioned off all my properties at low prices. I felt profoundly shattered and broken. Very broken. The downfall of a man is not the end of his life For months, I brooded over my predicament, feeling lost and much like a failure. During this challenging period, my wife, who had completed her nursing training in Korle-Bu, was in London pursuing studies to become a midwife. It felt as though there was no shoulder to cry on, and everything seemed bleak. The realisation that I had made sacrifices for the country added to the weight of my struggles. Each morning, I would wake up and find myself just staring into space, uncertain about how to piece together the fragments of my broken life. Days turned into weeks, and in this haze, I eventually snapped out of it. With a renewed sense of determination, I decided to utilise my Chartered Accountant certificate. I relocated to Tema and embarked on offering consultancy accounting services for private companies. The goal was clear - to ensure there was good food on the table for my children, provide them with quality clothing, a comfortable place to lay their heads, and access to a good education. This marked the beginning of my journey towards rebuilding and providing for my family despite the setbacks. Standing tall again I never regained my initial status, but I worked hard all the same, offering my services to companies. It wasn’t particularly exceptional, but it put food on the table, put a roof over our heads, and catered for the children’s education. Besides, Vivian also supplemented my salary with hers; she was such a blessing. This is what I did until I went on retirement. Growing up in the Catholic faith, I served as a mass server during my boyhood. As I grew older, I found solace and grounding in attending morning Mass, setting a positive tone for my workday. My faith became a comforting companion during challenging times, offering strength through prayer and the teachings of the Church. The rituals and traditions provided a sense of stability, guiding me through life’s highs and lows. Hobbies and Passions During my younger days, I had a deep passion for football. I was even part of my secondary school’s football team and considered myself an excellent player. I also enjoyed hosting occasional parties back in the days at the Ghana Timbers. I would invite friends over for grilled chicken and beer – I must say, I have a soft spot for my club beer. Decorating the Christmas tree and placing gifts under it for the children was another joy of mine during the festive season. Though I’ve slowed down now that I’m older, I still continue this tradition for my grandchildren. Despite the ongoing difficulties, I recognized the responsibility I had toward my children. I couldn’t let them down. 25 The Birthday Journal
Dear Daddy, Happy 90th birthday! What I love most about you is your kind heart. Your compassion and generosity have made a profound impact on my life. My most cherished childhood memories with you revolve around our spontaneous farm visits. Those moments of working together and connecting with nature are treasures I hold close to my heart. Your personality is best described as calm, humble, and hardworking—an embodiment of Captain American qualities that I deeply admire. The phrase “Opokuaa, everything will be alright” has been a constant source of comfort, reflecting your optimistic and supportive nature. I can’t forget the joy you find in the produce from my mini garden and the laughter that ensues when I mispronounce words, like ‘boxing’ as ‘bosking.’ Your ability to find joy in the simple things is truly inspiring. Walking me down the aisle is one of my fondest and proudest moments with you. Your presence and support on that special day meant the world to me. Your hard working spirit is a constant inspiration. Despite the challenges, such as losing the farm and relocating from Takoradi to Tema, you pulled through with resilience, continuing to work hard to provide for us . Even at 90, your desire to return to farming, citing that your “village people need you,” is both exciting and admirable. It reflects your passion and dedication to your roots. Daddy, on this significant milestone, I want to express my deepest love and gratitude. Thank you for being my source of inspiration, strength, and joy. May your 90th birthday be filled with immense joy, love, and the warmth you’ve always shared with us. With heartfelt wishes, Opokuaa 26 The Birthday Journal
Happy Birthday, Daddy! On your special day, I want to express my admiration for the unconditional love you shower on all of us, your discipline, and the infectious laughter that echoes in our home. You are the most amazing father. I can’t help but smile when I think about those cherished childhood moments, especially our adventures to the poultry farm. Your wise words, such as “Hard work pays off, and laughter is the best medicine,” have become life mantras for me. Your personality, the perfect blend of Mum’s strictness and your cool, laid-back vibe, is what makes you uniquely you. I take immense pride in the enduring love you and Mum share, setting a beautiful example for all of us. Your ability to weather storms, like the tough times in 1981, and come out even stronger speaks volumes about your resilience. Thank you for being you, and I wish you a birthday as fantastic as you are! Okyne Daddy, Today as you celebrate your birthday, my mind is flooded with thoughts about what truly defines you. Your personality is like a burst of sunshine that brightens all our lives—your infectious humour, that magnetic charisma, and goodness, the way your eyes light up with that special twinkle, it’s just heartwarming. Isn’t it amusing that, after all this time, I’ve never heard you speaking Twi? Your enthusiasm for life is downright contagious, and those moments when you’re passionately into something, turning that twinkle in your eyes into a full-on fireworks show of joy, are pure magic. And oh, your stories! It’s a treasure trove that I absolutely adore diving into. The way you transport us back in time, especially with those tales from Ghana and other parts of Africa, feels like we’re on a thrilling time-travel adventure with the best guide ever. What really makes me proud are those instances when your narratives become our family’s living history book. Your experiences and the wisdom you’ve gathered over the years make you more than just a great parent; you’re like the sage of our family. So, here’s to you, Daddy, on your 90th! May your day be filled with the same warmth, joy, and love that you’ve been generously showering over us throughout the years. Here’s to the man who effortlessly turns every moment into a celebration! Kwame Opoku 27 The Birthday Journal
We hope you have an incredible birthday, Grandpa! May today and every day ahead be filled with all the things that bring you happiness – the love of family, the joy of friends, and countless moments of laughter and warmth. Your presence adds so much joy to our lives, and on this special day, we want to shower you with all the love you deserve. Happy birthday, Grandpa! We love you dearly. Children of Augusta Grandchildren - Oluwakemi Olotu and Oluwafemi Kuponu Great-grandchildren - Oreoluwa Olotu, Demilade Kuponu, Inioluwa Olotu, Ifedayo Kuponu Happy 90th Birthday Grandpa - Emmanuelle and James Dear Grandpa, I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for aiding in the cultivation of a family whom I love, respect, and admire. I remember sitting in front of the TV, getting distracted as you stole food off my plate, and laughing as my brother jumped on your belly. Almost twenty years later, we come together now to celebrate you as you give us another year of your guidance, joy, and company. We love you Simone and Eyram A very blessed and happy birthday to the chief of the family. Without you, none of us would be standing here today. You worked so that we could run towards success, and we love you for that. Happy birthday, Commander; may your day be blessed and filled with love. With love, From your grandchildren, Zanetta, Daequan, and Zerlinda Anyang Happy 90th Birthday Grandpa. We love you, Eline and Ezan 28 The Birthday Journal
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MY FATHER-IN-LAW@ 90 - WOW!! To God be the glory, great things He has done. It is uncommon grace to live up to 90, and you have undoubtedly received special favor from God for this remarkable occasion. We return all thanks to Him. As you continue to advance in age, may the grace of God multiply in your life. Everything that God has blessed you with will never see corruption. I appreciate having you as my father-in-law, and I cherish your high sense of humor. With you, there is never a dull moment. Thank you, Daddy. Happy birthday to you, sir. Felix Kuponu Son-in-law Nana Okyne and Rachael Atsu and Barbara Dr. Gbenga and Genevieve Kwame and Alex, Nana Yaw and Ekow Evans and Emefa Nicholas and Selassie 30 The Birthday Journal
Happy 90th Birthday Celebration! It is an honour and a privilege to recognise and pay tribute to a man who has touched the lives of so many. We gather here today to celebrate the incredible milestone of 90 years in the life of our father-in-law, affectionately called Daddy Ralph. Throughout the years we have known him, Daddy Ralph has demonstrated unwavering strength, wisdom, and love, making a profound impact on those around him. As we reflect on Daddy Ralph’s life, we are reminded of his remarkable character and the values he embodies. His compassion and more have left an indelible mark on our hearts. Whether it’s through his warm smile or his words of wisdom, he has touched the lives of many with his presence. Daddy Ralph’s love and guidance have shaped the lives of his children to be resilient, buoyant, and outstanding, and we, his in-laws, are fortunate to be a part of his family. His determination has been an inspiration to all, showing us that age is just a number and that a life well-lived is a life filled with purpose and joy. Today, as we gather to celebrate this momentous occasion, may this milestone birthday be a reminder of the incredible legacy he has built and the countless lives he has touched, especially us, his in-laws. Daddy Ralph, as you begin your tenth decade, may the years ahead be filled with continued health, happiness, and cherished moments shared with loved ones. May this day be a joyous celebration of a life well-lived and a reminder of the profound impact you have made on all of us. Cheers to many more years of love, laughter, and cherished memories! From all your children-in-law; Uncle Felix, Dr. Gbenga Shadare, Rev Marvin Atta Boateng, Nicholas, Evans, Ruby, Barbara, Alex and Rachael, we wish you a HAPPY 90TH BIRTHDAY, Daddy Ralph. Rev Marvin Atta Boateng and Opokua Felix and Augusta Etse and Ruby 31 The Birthday Journal
Embracing a Legacy in Denu-Afegamè In the serene village of DenuAfegamè, where the leaves whisper stories and the lush greenery cradles countless memories, something extraordinary unfolded about 24 years ago. This momentous occasion didn’t just reshape the destiny of our community; it also etched the legacy of Togbui Awuku Dzogbede III and Queen Mother Mama Aviadze III deep into everyone’s hearts. As Togbui Awuku Dzogbede III and Mama Aviadze III, our journey into respected roles unfolded vibrantly on August 1st, 2001, during the enstoolment ceremony. Emotions filled us with honour and responsibility, carrying the weight of our ancestors on our shoulders. With humility as our guide, each step marked the beginning of a heartfelt journey to serve Denu-Afegamè with dedication and love. In those moments, we sensed the echoes of those who came before us, and the traditions of Denu-Afegamè became real to us. The libations poured weren’t just offerings; they were promises to uphold the sacredness of our customs. The regalia, passed down through generations, became a symbol of authority, a tangible embodiment of the sacred trust bestowed upon us. Each oath taken was a pledge of allegiance to our beloved Called to Serve community, and with the regalia adorning us, we stood united in the heart of DenuAfegamè. Since taking on the title of Togbui Awuku Dzogbede III, my heart has been filled with a constant yearning to return to my village and extend a helping hand to its people. Thoughts of my community linger in my mind, and a wish surfaces that I was younger to contribute more effectively. Yet, amid these sentiments, my deepest passion lies in poultry farming. If only I had the strength, I would eagerly return to my village and establish a poultry farm, envisioning the employment opportunities it could create and the positive impact it could have on our community’s well-being. Looking back, I am grateful for my journey. Life had its share of ups and downs, but overall, things have turned out well. Witnessing the growth of my children and now my grandchildren brings immense fulfilment. I’m thankful for Vivian, all my children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Above all, reaching my 90th birthday is a testament to God’s Grace, and for that, I am truly grateful. 32 The Birthday Journal
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Mr. and Mrs. Larbi-Siaw Happy Birthday Grandpa Augusta and Femi Olajide and Femi Olotu, Oreoluwa and Inioluwa Olotu Kemi and Olabisi Ninety Years of Joy: A Toast to Ralph’s Journey I first met Ralph through two mutual friends, namely Ato Ahwoi and Ohene Manu in the late ‘60s when they had rented a flat in the Airport Residential area. This flat belonged to Mr. DuncanWilliams (Snr) in 1968. Ralph had just returned from Nigeria and was working at the UAC Headquarters- Swanmill, with GIHOC Vegetable Oil Mills. He was later transferred to Esiama in the Western Region. Though older than we were, he got along well with everybody in the flat, and all visitors enjoyed his company. I personally did not live in the building, but every time I came around and asked for him, I was told that he had gone to visit a friend in Korle-bu. Little did I know there was a love affair brewing between him and my sisterin-law at Korle-bu Nursing Training School. His visits paid off, and eventually, he got married to Vivian Apenteng, who is my wife’s elder sister. In the later years, he relocated to Takoradi with his family and set up his own poultry farm. After many years in the poultry business, he moved to Tema. There, he assisted a friend in the fishing industry until he retired from active work. Indeed, my relationship with Ralph strengthened even further when my siblings realized that our long-time family friend, Mrs. Bramson in Koforidua, was Ralph’s elder sister. Ralph is a jovial, generous, and kind person by all standards. Those close to him enjoyed his company, and I was one of the young men at the time whom he introduced to the popular gin and lime cocktail mixture, which became my all-time favourite drink. Ralph, at age 90 years, we can testify that it is the grace of God that has brought you this far. God has been faithful – no sickness, relatively good health, and what is more, you still get to enjoy your meals as always. Sincerely, I ask for many more years for you from our God Almighty. Congratulations, God bless, and keep you safe on this glorious day. Enjoy every bit of it. Happy Birthday! Otu Larbi-Siaw 36 The Birthday Journal
HAPPY 90TH BIRTHDAY WISHES TO Togbui AWUKU DZOGBEDE III Celebrating 90 remarkable years filled with love and cherished memories! Throughout the decades, you’ve not only accumulated a wealth of experiences but have also imparted invaluable lessons on what it truly means to live fully. Your resilience and good health are a testament to your vibrant spirit, and we hope this continues as you march towards 100! May your days be brimming with strength, vitality, and the unwavering love of family and friends. As you mark this special milestone, we wish for your birthday to unfold with new joys and delightful surprises. May every moment be as exceptional as the incredible person you are, Togbui! Here’s to another year of boundless happiness and cherished memories! HAPPY 90TH BIRTHDAY, Togbui!!! By Felicia Bramson for (nephews and nieces) Ralph, on this special occasion of your 90th milestone of life, we are grateful to God and wish you a Happy, blessed, and glorious birthday. We pray that the good Lord grants you good health and a long life. May you grow gracefully in your new age to the glory of God. Enjoy your special day and remain blessed. With fondest love from Betty, William, and family Dear Daddy Ralph, congratulations on your 90th birthday. I thank the Almighty God for your life and how far He has brought you. I give Him all the glory and praise. Daddy Ralph, I would like to take this opportunity to express my sincere gratitude for having such an incredible brother-in-law with a great heart. You are not only a brother-in-law but also a father to my children. From the moment you came into my Sister Vivian’s life, you also took me on as a sister, and it has always remained like that. Thank you for your advice, support to me, and taking my children on as your own. Your love for them is immeasurable, and on behalf of Opokua, Okyne, Kwame,and grandchildren Ellis, and Lewis, we say a Very Big Thank You. May the Lord continue to bless you with good health. Continue to grow so gracefully. Happy birthday to the best brotherin-law with a big heart. Once again, thank you, may God bless you for all that you have done for us. Love, hugs, and kisses. Christine and children In all things, we must first give God all the glory and thank Him for how far He has brought us. On this special day of yours, we, your grandchildren (The daughters of the late Salome), your niece, wish you a happy, happy birthday with many happy returns in good health and strength. Enjoy your day to the maximum and remain blessed, Togbui. With much love from Diana, Yvette, and Yvonne 37 The Birthday Journal
Dear Ralph, Happy 90th birthday! Our connection runs deep, back to my secondary school days when you would visit my sister in our home in Kokomlemle. As the years unfolded, so did our bond. When I finished form five, you played a pivotal role in setting me up with my very first paying job—a vacation job that marked the beginning of my journey into the working world. During my national service, I had the privilege of living with you. You weren’t just a brother-in-law; you were a friend who took me under your wing. Your humility and down-to-earth demeanour made every moment enjoyable, and your ability to connect with people of all ages left a lasting impression. As we celebrate this incredible milestone in your life, I can’t help but reflect on the rich history of memories and experiences we’ve shared over the decades. You’re not just a brother-in-law; you’re family, a friend, and a mentor rolled into one. Through the ups and downs, challenges, and triumphs, you’ve been there. I cherish the memories of our shared experiences, like the time you introduced me to the taste of akple, which I enjoyed immensely, although I have resisted eating akple for years. Your vast knowledge of fishes from your fishing industry days is something I’ll always remember fondly. On this special occasion, I want to express my deepest gratitude for being more than just family. You’ve been a guiding force, a mentor, and a friend. The impact you’ve had on my life is immeasurable, and as we mark 50+ years of our bond, I look forward to creating more cherished memories with you. Happy birthday, Ralph! May this milestone be filled with joy, love, and the warmth that you’ve generously shared with all of us. With heartfelt wishes, BB Uncle Ralph is one of the very few people I know who laughs at his own jokes more than the audience he is telling the joke to. Mind you, if the joke doesn’t get you, his own laugh at the joke will get you. He is a very jovial man and loves to play little pranks on people, unfortunately, Auntie Vivian got the majority of them. Many years ago in Takoradi, I remember when he lit a knockout under the dining room table where Auntie Vivian was sitting. I don’t recall how high Auntie Vivian jumped or yelled, but his laughter at what he had done made it all very amusing. I’ve observed him not to sweat the small stuff as well. We had (or he had) these beautiful blue crystal glasses that the kids (me, Dela, Auguster, Dede, and others) were not supposed to drink from. But they were so nice he couldn’t stop us from using them. The only problem was we kept breaking them. When there were only two left, he shook his head and said, “As soon as they are all broken, we would be at peace, and there won’t be any more to break!” I thought I was in serious trouble when he found out I’d been moving his car (Ford Escort then) with the excuse that I was washing the car. He called me and told me off (or asked me? I am still trying to figure that out). He said he heard that I drive now and had been using his car. So I should remind him never to leave his car keys behind anymore. I am sure he will be telling us a few jokes at his muchdeserved party! In those days, Uncle Ralph had one of the biggest poultry farms in the Western Region. When eggs were luxuries, every morning we had eggs. Chicken was not a Christmas dish in his house. I often spent my holidays with him and his wife, Auntie Vivian. Uncle Ralph, sorry, Togbui, have a great day. May you live to be 100, on your feet as you are now and still telling jokes. Dela Our age is merely the number of years the world has been enjoying us! Cheers to you for another trip around the sun! The world became a little brighter 90 years ago on the day you were born, and your light has burned brighter with each passing year. You have enriched so many lives and made a powerful impact on everything you’ve undertaken so far. Cheers, Uncle Ralph. Happy 90th Birthday Togbui! Nunya Gadegbeku 38 The Birthday Journal
When I recall the memories spent with my uncle (Togbui), I always cherish those days in Takoradi with him and his family during my school vacations. Togbui, I remember your large poultry farm, where fowls often laid double-yolked eggs, not less than 20 crates daily. Visiting your farm was always a delight, watching how the eggs were packed in crates with great care. Your encouragement to move around freely was always a joy to me. My visits continued until you relocated to Tema, marking another cherished moment. During those times, you would often visit my mother (your late sister, Mary), and the two of you would engage in conversations for hours. I recall your requests for Eworkple with fried fish and hot pepper, followed by a casual, “Dede, kindly buy me a very chilled club first.” How I wish the clock could turn backward for those moments to come again, allowing you to continue your visits, Togbui. But as the saying goes, we can’t turn back the hands of time, so we learn to cherish life as it comes on a daily basis. On this special day of yours, I am happy and blessed to still have you around. My prayer is to have you around more for us to witness more birthdays, in good health and strength, full of God’s blessings. Your niece, Dede Dear Uncle, We wish you an extremely happy and joyous birthday! Today, we celebrate the amazing person you are and the incredible life you have led. As you light another candle on your great day, we want you to know how much you mean to us. Our family beautifully appreciates your love, kindness, and wisdom. Our hearts are always glad about the lessons you’ve taught us and the jokes you sometimes shared with us. You are a very special person, especially to me. I express my heartfelt gratitude for your acceptance, welcoming me into your home, and adding to my name SELA BOY! May this day be warm and full of affection from family and friends. We pause to consider the love you have left in our hearts and the joy you have contributed to people around you. To all of us, your presence is a gift from God. Remember that you are loved every day of the year as you commemorate this milestone. We once again appreciate you for being a loving, guiding, and inspirational person. Sending you lots of love and warmest wishes for an amazing year ahead. Happy and glorious Birthday! Happy, happy birthday to you, Uncle. I wish you all the best that you ever wish for yourself. With love from Sela Boy and Sisters Dear Uncle Ralph, As you celebrate your remarkable 90 years, I find myself reminiscing about the incredible moments we’ve shared throughout the years. Allow me to take you on a journey back to the vibrant days of my secondary school escapades – a time when weekends or holidays meant a pilgrimage to your door in Tema or Takoradi. One memory that always makes me smile happened on the Meridian rooftop. I left home stealthily, and my buddies were hanging out when, surprise, you showed up with your crew. You looked at me, grinned, and said, “Hey, Big Joe, what are you doing here? You’re supposed to be at home asleep.” Classic Uncle Ralph move! You made sure we had a great time with drinks and laughter. Even when you moved to Takoradi, I kept visiting you from Koforidua. One fun time was when I brought a friend to your beach bungalow. It was like a big party with important people like the late Commander Akpalu. Picture this – a beach party with chicken and kebabs. So much fun! During that party, my friend, amazed, said, “Wow, this is the life!” He noted that education was the key to enjoying such moments. This idea stuck with my friend, and he ended up getting a Ph.D. and lives in Finland. We still laugh about how those times in Takoradi shaped his life. Uncle Ralph, you’ve always been simple and honest in everything you do. Even when things didn’t go well, you bounced back, showing us how strong you are. On your 90th birthday, I celebrate not just the years but all the happiness and wisdom you’ve shared. Big Joe 39 The Birthday Journal
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