I cannot believe you are gone, Prof! Grandpa Lou (a name given to him by the grandchildren), as we all affectionately called him, was a man of immense energy and great intellect who seemed larger than life and had an engaging personality.
He welcomed me into his family when I got married to Nana Otu, and always had a bear hug and a wonderful smile for me whenever he came over or we went to visit. His booming voice and witty jokes will always be remembered. He loved to take us out to lunch and sightseeing in Philadelphia and on the East Coast of the United States.
Grandpa Lou especially loved to spend time with the children, and they enjoyed visiting with him, and relaxing while watching television, listening to music or playing monopoly. He loved to spoil them with gifts, and they especially looked forward to the yearly birthday cash that became a tradition, where they always received an amount equivalent to ten times their age.
Grandpa Lou, I will miss your laughter and your warmth. We spoke about two weeks before you passed, and I had planned to call you that last weekend, but somehow never got round to calling because I thought it was too late, after 8pm, to call. How I wish I had called nevertheless. It was with such great shock that I learned you had slept and silently slipped away. I cannot believe that you are gone, but I take consolation in the fact that you are resting peacefully in a better place.
Rest in peace in the bosom of our Lord Jesus till the day of the Resurrection.