At Nyayo Stadium, the chants of “Baba! Baba!” returned, but this time, they sounded different. They were not calls for a political warrior. They were calls for a father, a brother, a man whose warmth had touched both his family and his country.
On this day, Agwambo wa Vitendawili was not being remembered as a presidential hopeful, a party leader, or the famous “Hayaa, Hayaaa!” He was remembered as a dad, a man who held his family close, even when the world demanded all of him.