Dearest Francis, Ifelaw class 07 would not have been the same without your vibrant, super humourous, fun personality. It is most difficult to hear that you have left us on this side. I remember how you and Sagay would walk together on the corridors , you tall and lanky, with a spring in your step. You had the gift of gab, you could talk to anyone, playful and ever smiling, you could imitate any lecturer. Francis, we are told you fought hard, it hurts to think of the pain. May the Lord comfort your young family and grant them strength, may your path be filled with help as you ascend into lighter realms. Soar high, Francis, all the way home.