Abbah

Order of Service Saturday, August 29, 2015
8:30 a.m. - 11:45 a.m.
Jenkins Funeral Home 7474 Landover Road Hyattsville, MD. 20785
Opening Prayer - Rev. Seth A. Paitoo
Songs Ministration
Scriptural Reading - (in English, Ewe, and Twi) Psalms 39: 12-13;
1 Timothy 6: 7;
Job 1: 21
Songs Ministration
Word Exhortation - Rev. Kennedy Odzafi Tribute
Closing Prayer - Rev. Dr. Peter Agbelie


BIOGRAPHY
Aaron Godrich Kwaku Abbah was born on December 21, 1966, in Koforidua, East- ern Region of Ghana to the late Sostenes Kwasi Wordekpor Abbah and Madam Theodora Afi Dorku. As a young man, Aaron attended 3 different preparato-
ry schools: St. Michael’s Preparatory school in Osu from 1975-1979 as well as from 1983-1985, Abokobi Presby Boarding School and finally John Teye
Memorial Institute in Dodowa from 1981-1983 - all in Accra whilst in the custody of his uncle - the late Winard Kofi Aba.After the demise of his
uncle he went to stay with his mum at Kpoeta-Kpodzi where he continued at the L.A. Middle School and completed this
in 1982. During that same year he gained admission into Peki Secondary School and attended there from 1985-
1989 where he wrote his GCE O Level Examinations. After relocating to Accra, he enrolled at O.I.C where he studied
and qualified as an auto mechanic. He worked as a me- chanic in a private garage from 1990 to 1996 when he
left the shores of Ghana with his brothers to join his father in the United States.
While here in the U.S., he started off working with McDonalds. He then progressed to work in several var- ious establishments: Ferguson’s Hardware, Darcars Toyota Auto Dealership, National News Agency, with his final work
location at Azon National Warehouse.
Aaron Godrich Kwaku Abbah was called to his eternal rest by his Savior on August 8. 2015. He leaves behind a mother, a wife,
4 children, and a host of friends and family members to mourn him.
Naaki Charway (wife), Winard Kofi Abbah, Paa Kwesi Saah Ab- bah, Awura Adjoa Dzigbodi Abbah, and Nana Adjoa Yayra Abbah
(children).
May his soul rest in Perfect Peace.






Tribute from Wife
Kwaku, you were a good man and the love of my life. We had so many fond memories of life together. As I think back over our lives, I thank God for bringing us together, and I thank you for giving me these three beautiful, wonderful, smart, funny children to carry on your legacy.
I quite remember when we met in the winter of 1999 at my work- place. I saw a handsome, muscular man who also looked back at me with a lot of interest. It was indeed “love at first sight.” Like most married couples, we had our ups and downs and when we finally tied the knot on April 29, 2011, it felt like a royal wedding, because it was also the wedding day of Princess Kate and Prince William, That date was dearly cherished.
Only our Almighty Father knows why He called you home at this time. We are all so grieved and wondering why? The children need their Dada, I miss my life partner, and it all seems so lonely and lost without you. I pray that you will rest in the bosom of our Savior and until we meet in heaven, sound sleep.
Your loving wife, Naaki
Tribute from Children
Dada, as we fondly loved to call you, you were our father, our friend, and our future advisor. You taught us that if we put our minds to our goals we could surely achieve it. We all had our memorable moments we spent with you. We remember the time you taught us all how to ride our bikes, there was so much laughter, fun, togetherness, and joy in that memory. Our hope and prayer is that your soul rest in perfect peace. We miss and love you so very much.
Our definition of your name:
A - Amazing is his laugh
A - Awesome was his family values
R - Riveting was his life
O - Outstanding was his love for everyone
N - Never leave us - R.I.P
We will sincerely miss you and ALL the special times we had with each other. You were amazing, sweet, awesome, and intelligent and you loved us all so much.
MAY YOU REST IN PERFECT PEACE!
Your children - Paa Kwesi, Awura Adjoa, and Nana Adjoa


If stairs could build a stairway
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring my son Aaron back home.
It’s been about 10 years when I last saw you. No farewell words were spoken between us before you left this earth.
No time to say goodbye or
give a hug and a kiss.
Aaron was gone before I even knew it and only God knows the reason.
My heart still aches in sadness and secret tears still flow down my face. What it means to lose you,
no one will ever know;
Unless they have lost a child and gone through the different stages.
Tribute from Daa Ami
“Teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom” - Psalms 90:12
Korku, I remember vividly the years of dedicated service to my family and I. You would ride your bike from Teshie-Nungua to my home in Asylum Down every Saturday at dawn just to help clean the house and my animals. You would finish late into the evening and ride back home. No sibling or cousin
of mine had ever come so close. You were so serviceable. Even on one of your visits home you came to slaughter a sheep, cleaned and cut it to pieces, after which you took the pestle to pound fufu for all of us! That was so marvelous of you! “I am from America and so what?” was the reply you gave a friend who complained about you doing these menial tasks. Velma and Valerie have not forgotten the several pet names: ‘hunku’, ‘gbee hiε kε eni’, ‘ohiε fεεflε.”
Good bye my brother, Faustina Ami Abbah
In My Son’s Memory By Madam Theodora Afi Dorku
Time and the Grace of God is the only thing that will bring you through.
I thank the Lord I had support of my friends, family and the prayers of everyone.
The first few days were the hardest for me to exist because I was in shock.
My son died at age 48, and my life
also ended there temporarily.
My mom always said,
you don’t know what you have until it’s taken away.
From Nephew & Nieces
Uncle Aaron was an encourager to us. Any- time he called my parents, he would ask to talk to my siblings and I, and tell us to do well in school. He would always advise us to get all A’s, and if we had gotten B’s or lower, he would scare us by saying that he was at the airport coming with a belt to spank us.
The last time we got to reunite with Uncle Aar- on in person for a long time, was last year 2014 Thanksgiving. He would always compliment me on how I was an amazing cook, and would encourage me to keep it up. My siblings and I will surely miss you, and may your soul rest in peace. We love you Uncle!
Sedem, Seyram, and Selinam Abbah


APPRECIATION
The Aba, Abbah, and Charway families are grateful for all who have reached out to us in love, prayers and other generosities of time, talents and resorces. We extend our profound appreciation. We thank you and ask that you continue to remember us in your prayers. May God bless you all.