My buddy, I will miss you miserably. I will always cherish our many marathon conversations about politics, life and yes, of course about our beloved Chicago. I met you when I came to the City of Chicago as a young woman to attend college from Kenya. Curtis, you treated me like a family and in reality I always viewed you like a big brother because you loved me like your little sister. I enjoyed the time we spent together going to watch the White Sox play baseball. I learned so much from you. I enjoyed listening to the stories about Vietnam. I will always cherish our many marathon conversations about politics, life and yes, of course about your beloved Chicago. I was thrilled when you asked me to volunteer for the campaign to elect the first African-American Mayor, the late, Harold Washington. Indeed, he won and you also worked tirelessly as a volunteer for Obama's U.S. Senate campaign and you knew Barack, long before the nation and the world ever heard of his name. Curtis, you lived to see the nation elect its first African-American president. I will miss you fussing at me. You were one of a kind. Curtis, you treated those whom you met with dignity and respect. You were a straightforward person and a kind soul who gave so much to others. For those who knew you, you were mighty special. You were a sharp dresser and had a flair for the finest things in life. You loved your children and grandchildren so much and were very proud of their achievements. Heavens have gained a good man. I will remember your devotion to me and you spent countless of hours giving me advice and scolding me at the same time which I deserved it. Your were just being the vintage Curtis giving me your candid opinion. I will always cherish the advice that you gave me. Curtis, say hello to Mayor Washington. Curtis, You labored very hard for so long, we love you, but God loves you more. Good bye my friend, rest in peace, sleep on buddy. You will always be in my thoughts and I will never forget you. Your friend, Achieng