My Friend Leo Gamini
My friend Leo Gamini It was a family ritual to attend the church feast at Mabima and spend the day at the home of my grand-uncle. Mabima Seeya’s palatial home had special significance in our family. It was where my grandmother was born, and she married my grandfather at the local church. Mabima Seeya was the family patriarch, and his home was open to all relatives, close and far. So every year in August, many gathered to celebrate this formal event and enjoy hospitality at my ancestral home. Mabima Seeya was big on contacts and relationships. There were hordes of granduncles, grandaunts, uncles, aunts, cousins, second cousins and third cousins in abundance. Everybody shared a fraternity at this annual reunion. Mid-day, they were served a great and delicious lunch prepared by his wife. While adults were busy with their social chatter, kids were left alone to play in the large yard. Mabima Seeya introduced me to a tall thin boy, explaining our mutual relationship. His name was Leo Gamini