I have six siblings – Churchill and others.
From the very beginning, I was told that as the first child, I should also be the best – the best child – the best boy- the best man.
I had the additional advantage of being my grandfather. It meant that I am my father’s father, my grandmother’s husband, and my siblings’ grandfather.
I was also the child whose name our mother bore – Mama Ogoo.
For a very long time it stayed that way.
In 2002, I went home after many years abroad. Then, Churchill was just another unemployed graduate full of potentials, yet roaming the streets of
Nigeria
.
Last year, I visited home again. It was a different home – a home that was so transformed by Churchill’s touch that everywhere I went, I was introduced to people as Churchill’s brother.
It took me time to figure out how Churchill did it. He did it by sharing his journey and not hugging it.
At the end of today, when I take off my tuxedo, I effectively will end my reign as the best man. For, ladies and gentlemen, this is the man – the best man there is.
Let me take a minute to thank those who made him the man he is: our parents, Hon. J.C. Okonkwo and Madam J.C. Those two taught us just two things: one was to make for ourselves what we want to be, the other was that our greatest possession in life is our integrity. Cousin Sunny Nwosu for his never ending support. Dickson Ik Ojukwu, cousin per excellence. Our two big cousins, Samson Okafor and Kenneth Okafor, for inspiring a new generation.
And to my beautiful wife, Edna, for believing. This all happened because she believed.
And finally, to the person who from now on will see that he remains the best man – Chi-Chi Okonkwo.

Bride and Groom dancing away.

Groom and friends.

Wedding Party.

Bride's friends.

Bride & the mother of the bride, Mrs. Irene Ekunno.

Bride, Groom & the Priest.

Bride & Groom in native.