When I was a student at the University of Ilorin, My uncle used to send me money to come down to Abeokuta for jeans carnival each year or to just come and spent time with him. I usually leave on monday morning for school. He will see me off to the bus station, give me enough money for my transportation and also for some upkeep. But you know what, before the bus take off, he will come again to squeeze some more money into my hand. What manner of love. He is still my uncle even in death, and I will always cherish him. Manlekky, sweet is your memory, cos when I remember most things about I smile. Thank you so much Arime. Thank you.♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡