Cherno June 21st, 2020 A Toujours my Dear Brother.... i am still in dismay, unable to accept the death of my childhood friend and brother, I echo this for all of Vous 26 and I extend my condolences to all of them for I know they are grieving with as much Pain as I do. We were 11 years old when we met at the entrance of Saint Augustine’s to start high school .... I had no friends in Banjul, being a Serekunda boy; as Pa Jallow never fails to remind me; it was John Prom and Boy Conteh who showed me the ropes, after school the three of us would walk through Lancaster Street then Sam Jack Terrace where John would proceed to walk me to the Serekunda taxi stand to catch my ride, he never failed to do this day after day and year after year. It was during that time that vous 26 came to be.... tightly knitted friends... the likes of Dr Alagi Njie (late) Mustapha Jallow (late ) Hon. Famara Jetta (late). Dr Presi Jack ,Dr Jimi Carr, Peter Joof , Abdoulie Kambi, Adama Dean, Gabriel Njie, Abou Mboob, Pa Jallow, Malleh Wadda, Boy Conteh , Saihou Sissoho ...hope I’ve not missed to mentioned any of our brothers. if so, my apologies for the mind is getting old ....my sentiments are that we were a lucky bunch... and we stayed true to each other to this day as brothers . This bond was possible because of a rare breed among us, JOHN PROM, he was the pillar and the glue, always jealously guarding the peace among us, with his ever present bright, genuine, heartfelt signature smile he would avert confrontations that could potentially break us apart.. Oh John! the boys will miss you.... I still remember the last time I came to visit you... it was in the company of Byes, Bray Sock and Pa Jallow .... we rocked the dining room and flooded your house with laugher ... that was how it was when the Boys were together. On your wedding day... you honored me with the task of toasting you and vous 26 because you loved us so much.... Never though I would be writing these same sentiments so soon in our lives ....I am in Africa but you found me and informed me of your ailment.... I was so sure you could beat it, but God had other plans for your beautiful soul. Your signature French greeting; TOUJOURS meaning ALWAYS.... Toujour embroils all of our childhood adventures and the embodiment of our bond of friendship which forever will be sacred. I at times can’t stop my tears ... I guess in time, I will find closure. It is not Adieu but Toujours/ Always will remember you, miss you , love you, my brother.... I am sure all of vous 26 share my Sentiments. To our Darling Wife Pam we say THANK YOU! Your Love and care for our Brother did not go unnoticed. You are a True Life Partner sent from above to accompany The Man with a Heart of Gold on his life’s journey. To the entire Prom family I say Sigil len lignu borka. Our Brother is gone but left a strong legacy which we should all be proud of. May the Almighty God shower You All with many blessings and give us the strength to overcome the grief we all feel. From God we come and unto him we shall return. May the Almighty forgive his shortcomings and Grant him a good place in Heaven. Rest in Eternal Peace Brother Jabel John Leon Prom. TOUJOURS!! Cherno K. Gaye