Chief Finance Officer, yes you qualify for this! But how could you go this soon..,?? I never thought our shared dreams were just but storms in an ocean-short-lived, it soaks my eyes every second.., Such a warm charming soul, full of life, such a hard working spirit, how could you just decide to throw in the towel, surely? Anyway, they say life is but a misery, may be earth was never enough place for you Ralph..? I believe Angels in heaven are now chanting with your coming, hope they are amazed at the Big size of the heart we are to let go! Till we meet again, Rav4 you’ll remain inscripted in our hearts!

Your calm demeanor,the constant laughters, and playful banter with the kids and everyone else always brightened our days during your visits and the time you spent with us. Waridi often expresses, "I miss Uncle Ralph whenever any other family member comes around," leaving me at a loss for words, but emotions well up, and tears find their way. To all of us, you weren't just a relative but an integral part of our small family. Thank you for sharing the better part of your last moments with my family. We hold you in our hearts for eternity. Nind gi kwe osiep oda.

Ralph's life was a testament to authenticity, a quality he embodied from the day he was born until his last breath. He dedicated himself to the art of simplicity, always mindful of showing respect to everyone he encountered. On a personal level, these principles formed the foundation of our deep friendship. His passions mirrored the vibrant spirit within him—whether it was his unwavering love for music, especially American hip-hop and occasionally Jamaican Dancehall, or his remarkable ability to effortlessly connect with people from all walks of life. Ralph imparted to us the profound wisdom of embracing our passions wholeheartedly and building connections that transcended the superficial. Reflecting on Ralph's time with us, it was undeniably special, and I am profoundly grateful that he chose to share the better part of it with me. As we bid farewell, envision him soaring with the angels— a soldier in the realm beyond. Until the day we meet again, baba, may your spirit continue to inspire and guide us. Much love!

Raphael, the memories of your laughter, smile and humble demeanor will forever live in our hearts. We carry on assured you rest in the arms of our Lord and savior Christ till we join you.

You were always quiet but would smile and laugh Whenever spoken too. You got along with everybody You Were Very Good with Kids and they would always be sad whenever you left Shine on, I know you Are With Our Father In Heaven

Uncle Ralph, the shadows where we walked on those starlit nights seem colder without your warmth. Games once filled with laughter now echo with your absence. But even in silence, your voice whispers: "Study hard, child." Each word, a golden thread woven into the tapestry of my life. You were the sun that painted our sky, the strength that held our hands. Now, tears glisten like fallen stars, yet your light remains, forever etched in my soul. Go well, Uncle. You are, and will always be, the best of us.

You were too young to die now Ralph....😭😭 I remember when you were born, I was in class 7. We had just lost the only child to Dana ma Ida Ohalo, called Raphael Otieno.... the guy from America.... Nera named you after him. I believed that some day you were goinf to live in America. You were a little calm plumpy pumpkin.. loved by all. Over the years you grew up too calm and cool. I never heard you shout at anything or anyone. Death has dealt me bad before, but your demise is a real shocker. Yue mos mhichwa.... ka Nyasaye oyie wananere e polo.

He who is dead begins to live, he who lives begins to die. Dance with the angels Ralph. Find rest in Jesus bossom.

From Humble Beginnings to Shared Dreams: Our journey began when Ralph was just a child. Life wasn't easy. Food scarcity was a constant threat, etching indelible memories of scavenging for leftovers in Migori Market while Ralph, Lenny, Meja and Lucas kept watch. Meanwhile, I toiled at the slaughterhouse, securing scraps of meat – just enough to cobble together a single meal each day. Despite the hardships, there was laughter, unwavering love, and dreams for a brighter future. God's grace intervened when I landed a job opportunity in Nairobi. Ralph, inseparable and steadfast, joined me later. Our tiny apartment became more than just a shared space; it was a crucible where our bond forged into something profound, a father-son connection forged in resilience and shared dreams. Through Campus Life and Beyond: We weathered the tempestuous storms of his student years. Finally, Ralph landed his dream job at DTE in 2022, a testament to his hard work and the kindness of my friend Bramwel Wakachunga, who connected him with the opportunity. We dreamt big for Ralph. Europe beckoned, with plans for further studies set for 2024. During our last meeting, a month before his untimely passing, his eyes shone with ambition. Yet, with characteristic selflessness, he altered his course, choosing the University of Nairobi, prioritizing family over personal goals. Though Gone, Never Forgotten: God, in his infinite wisdom, had other plans. Though Ralph's life was tragically cut short, his spirit lives on in my heart and the hearts of everyone who knew him. Our grand plans might have been left unfulfilled, but the love, the laughter, and the unwavering support we shared remain, a tapestry woven with the threads of hardship and triumphs, forever cherished. May Ralph's soul find eternal peace. He will forever remain a vibrant spark in my memory, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit and the power of unwavering love. BUILT TO LAST , WARRIORS NEVER DIE. TILL WE MEET AGAIN CHAMP.

I can never deny the pain that I carry, but I would like us to remember him as a blessing and a lesson. I want to treasure the life he shared with us despite the pain that his death has brought us. Rest in eternal peace, dear brother. You will live on forever in our hearts

Losing a brother is like losing a piece of your soul. It's an ache that never fully goes away, a void that can never be filled. You find yourself longing for that familiar presence, the one who shared your childhood adventures, your secrets, and your dreams. Someone instantly becomes not only your brother but also your best friend and confidant when you spend your entire childhood with them. You’ve always been a man of integrity. I remember at some point all we had was just Hope and Faith. How you kept on reminding me and my fellow brothers and sisters that "Tomorrow will take care of itself" until we nicknamed you BRO TOMORROW. Rest easy My Brother. ALL IS VANITY.

t's disheartening to accept that you are gone on a one way ticket. I remember joining your family in 2003, the acceptance and love as one of your own has never faded away. You guys were ever jovial. I remember our everyday trip to river Nyangubo to swim and chew sugarcane from the plantation in our youthful days. Rest easy little brother. Cousin