Tribute to a gentleman . At times like this words cannot express our feelings, Mr Augustine Amazia we know has lived a good life and no doubt is resting in the bosom of the lord. To the Darlyn wife, hold unto the beautiful memories you shared as they will help you through as you journey. We Wish you courage to face the days ahead and loving memories to forever hold in your heart. Our collective hearts are heavy with sympathy and you are always in our prayers. Good night Dear gentleman and friend. from Mr and Mrs E. Chiejina

I called him, "BROS". He was a very gentle man. A very quiet gentleman. He most times would walk past u without u noticing,- except when he greets you. He was always keeping to himself. He was a peace-loving man that never wanted to hurt anyone. His wife was his best friend. Infact, they were, "two of a kind''- very loving couple. I remember i was always asking other couples to emulate the lovebirds. They were always together. If "Bros" had the power to stop death, he would have done so just for one reason- 'to be with his wonderful wife- a God-sent wife,- a devoted Christian,- a true child of God. A wife that was always there for her husband through thick & thin. Bros never joked with his wife. Bros Austin, ur wife is distraught. Who will console her? God Almighty will surely strengthen her in Jesus Christ's name. Amen. Bros was an advocate of peace. He never took sides. He was always objective in his decisions. When i had issues with someone years back, he told me point blank where i went wrong. How i miss him- his gentility. I remember when Bros and his wife- that 'good woman', took me to the hospital- FMC, Asaba, around 12 midnight when i became very ill after my only sister's death. Infact, God used them to save my life on that day. He never hurt anybody. He tried his best to please everybody. He was a loving husband. I am quite convinced that Bros is in a better place devoid of any illness whatsoever. Sleep-on, Bros. And may your gentle soul rest in perfect peace, in the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.

Austino became the name I'd always called him...several times he'd played host to my pastors and I at even very short notice. Quiet and interesting to be with.. Of a truth, Asaba for me becomes a constant reminder of a home missed cos of death. Rest in peace big brother.

Unfinished jobs and unanswered questions! In all God is all knowing but he dud not plan this for you,He didn't. I wait for that day when i can see you and mama agan and what a day that will be. I will waite and then there wull only be tears of joy!

9 years ago

rest in the most perfect pesce dear brother

Unfinished? Questi

He was my brother first of all. I remember when we were younger and my mom had to go to school, he cooked(he sure knows how to cook) and cared for us all. Rarely complained and never one to quarrel or fight. Too quiet to a fault! Then out if no where,he left! With things left undone,unfinis

My heart bleeds from the deep pain of losing my only older brother - almost in a jiffy! I am yet to come to terms with the fact that I have not just woken up from a bad dream - but surely it's not a dream - not with my elder brother who hated iced cold drinks now dwelling in ice at the morgue, waiting to be committed to mother earth. My brother was a peace loving person, who did not relate with the rest of us as younger ones, but as friends, down to the very last born of the house. From birth, life tried to play a fast one on and cheat him, but with sheer determination, he fought hard and broke all the limitations, to prove nay-sayers wrong - in his education, work/career which was devoted to Local Government Service, a sector he joined in 1981 and rose through the ranks. Austin was strong-willed, but also quite amenable, once he is convinced of the merit of your point(s) of view. Though I left home quite early, I never lost touch with him, and we shared issues once in a while. It still hurts so bad and beats my imagination that I never got to know about the existence of the condition of ulcer, which was identified by the doctor as the condition necessitating his admission on Tuesday and his death in less than 60 hours or so... How fleeting: As for man, his days are like grass, as a flower of the field, it flourishes; the wind passes over it and it is gone and the place thereof knows it not. Austin had parley kind of friendship with the youngest two males in our household and kind of mom's close one - as both Austin and Mom had their career revolve around the Asaba axis - for my mom, completely and for Austin, partly.. Some of us left that axis earlier, so he was more like our rep on ground. Mom exited this planet about six years ago, but it never crossed my mind, neither did I expect that Austin, just beginning the Chapter two, or if you will, call it the third quarter of his life, got snatched away by the cold hands of death, without any warning, no last minutes talk - just like that. Between the afternoon and midnight of Wednesday May 14th, 2014, three of us his siblings spoke with him and I was looking forward to calling him early next day and having him eventually come over to me to take him to a Teaching Hospital for comprehensive check up, for which I had instructed the doctor at Asaba to prepare a Referral Letter for Austin and the wife to bring along. To think that he was sounding very alive and optimistic of leaving the sick bed anytime and that it was a few hours later - in the wee hours of Thursday May 15th, makes it appear like it was a scene from a movie script_How I wish it was, but it is not. The grim reality is that Austin is gone to the great beyond, and the only opportunity I will get to see him again is when my own life on earth is ended and I cross over to eternal rest, to join saints triumphant! None of us had the opportunity of asking him a few questions, have him pour out his heart to us and possibly some word of advice as our BIG BROS.....but none of that, as he himself never saw death coming; just like the rest of us - we had discussions on other medical issues, like those which also come with age and solutions had been proffered. I still do not know why I was not in the know concerning this. Austin had survived worse health issues and come strong out of them. Why not this one - peptic ulcer, and easily manageable ailment. Austin, you came, you saw and you conquered. The curtain has closed on you from this side, but you've translated to the great beyond, where time no longer counts. You are now free from physical pains, at times pensive moods, emotional traumas, spiritual confrontations, deprivations, wars, and all that are trademarks of this fallen world GOOD NIGHT, BIG BROSS - We sure MISS YOU DEARLY, WE CAN NEVER HAVE ANOTHER DIOKPA (ELDEST SON) One thing is sure ---we will see you again on resurrection morning of rapture!