Warning: Creating default object from empty value in /home1/mrprodg/public_html/wp-content/themes/zine/framework/theme/bd-functions.php on line 80
Distress | Mr. Prodg: New Chapter!


0 votes, 0.00 avg. rating (0% score)

I’m floored by the distress that I’m feeling. As a man it’s difficult for me to simply publicly admit that, I know it’s perceived as weakness to pour ones heart out in public when one is a man. However, this man has to do it, just this once.

What happened on the 19th of November 2010 (a day that was supposed to be joyful because of our first mix event in Miami) is something that I can never forget, something which I don’t think I’ll get over, something which pierced me so deeply, it stunned my very soul.

A good friend of the family, who I referred to as an uncle, who I was very close to, succumbed to cancer. I remember it must have been around midday as I was making my way to the airport, when I got the call. Something in my stepfather’s voice was not right. He asked me where I was, and was I alone. I instinctively asked if all was well, if there was a problem, and he said yes. I was like what it is, tell me! He responded, your uncle Eddison passed away this morning. Whoa! I was in front of a friend, a male friend, I was barely able to excuse myself from his presence, and I broke down and cried. I knew he was very ill, but one can never be truly prepared for that moment, for the moment a loved one, crosses over into a space whereby physical communication can be no more, whereby your dialogue becomes a mere soliloquy. Oh my goodness . . . what a loss, what a horrible loss. His body was taken back to Abidjan on Wednesday where he will be buried alongside many of his family members.

I can’t think of the past without thinking about him. A brilliant man, a mentor to me and my very good friend Ish who passed away 2 years ago (R.I.P. gawou) with a glorious sense of humor, a man who loved his people, a man who was strong, a thoroughbred intellectual, a man who stood strong in the face of adversity. A man of honor. I miss him.

Share this:
Share this page via Email Share this page via Stumble Upon Share this page via Digg this Share this page via Facebook Share this page via Twitter
I love to write!

Leave us a comment

Comments are closed.