It has been one year since Ayo Odebisi went on a another kind of going abroad trip. When I heard and looked at his photo, I spontaneously named him “Jimmy”. All the people I love I give them pet names, Paramole’s has been the only posthumous one. In the eulogy “I Will not Mourn for Ayo Odebisi (Paramole)” I wrote what many have said encapsulated his life and what he represented on one page. I will not repeat such here. What I valued most about Odebisi was his perspicacious construction of eudaimonia in the image of the 4-7 Creed, the Creed of the Pyrates Confraternity. His approach to creating the better society could never have been more sincere or practical but it somehow remains on the lofty side to many, apparently.
Ayo Odebisi a.k.a. Paramole was one of the three persons [cum mentors] who never ever stopped loving me as the human being I am, despite my apparent unusual and often disconcerting approach to life, perhaps because he was a far more unusual fellow with an even more disconcerting approach to life. Death has changed this dynamic, taking me totally unawares.