The desk where he sat infecting the Nyeri newsroom with laughter as he pounded the keyboard with stories is now desolate. The heaps of documents, aptly nicknamed “the archives” still tower beneath his ex-sitting position. In the newsroom, an eerie silence abounds.
Colleagues and news sources agree that Job Weru was the inimitable type in warmth, diligence, honour and spirit. His knack for striking relationships and stretching them beyond the newsroom, was legendary.