Uche, each time I hear someone call me “Uche”, I hear your name and I think of you. I see your smile and I remember your voice. I hear you jokingly call me “Ooshay” when you mimic the “Frenchies” that often spoil our name... I remember your goofiness and your goodness all the time. I miss you Uche. Keep shining in heaven until we get together again. I’m looking forward to seeing you again…
- Your friend and namesake "Ooshay"