My Aunt, Debbie Cavazos Kay, who asked me to write this eulogy, provided each of these opportunities, countless times. Some of us helped her, some of us did not. We struggled to understand her ...

I am mourning because Aunty Mabel was not just my aunt. She was my godmother. The first and only time I slept in Onitsha was at her house. I have always remembered that. Just like every death ...