In Loving Memory of Uncle Kwasi “Ernie” Sefa-Boakye (1950-2015)

Uncle Ernie Sefa-Boakye (princesdailyjournal)

It is with deep sadness that I say our family has lost a beloved father, uncle, friend, and son, Kwasi “Ernie” Sefa-Boakye. Uncle Ernie, as referred to many, was an entrepreneur and a man of many hilarious tales. Everyone in my family can proudly say that Uncle Ernie touched them with his lively humor and animated personality. I met my Uncle for the first time in 2007 at Kumasi, Ghana, the birthplace of my father, where he lived all his life taking care of my grandmother’s home. It was then he said to me, “while all your uncles and aunt are in America, running the rat-race, I’m here in Africa enjoying life.”

The last time I saw him was two years ago, here in United States, at Grandma’s home. And it was then that I began blogging. Thank you again Uncle Ernie for you kind hospitality eight years ago, and I am glad to now call you as my ancestor. May you rest in peace.

Uncle Ernie survived by his two children Jeffrey and Jennifer Sefa-Boakye.

Here is an eulogy given on my behalf of my family.

Tribute to Kwasi Sefa-Boakye: A Man For All People

Here are two eulogies given by two brothers:

“The earliest memory I have of my uncle ernie was in the living room of my grandma’s house. He was showing my brothers a picture book. I remember never seeing this person before in my life and was quite confused. I remember staring in disbelief at this person who I had never met that looked like my father. I listened very intently to his voice and it was very welcoming. He pointed at one picture in the book and his voice changed–it was filled with wisdom and knowledge. At that age I was very shy, I was not even aware that 10 minutes had past when he said, “Well are you going to come over here and meet your uncle?”

The reason why I remembered my uncle’s voice so well is that he taught me how to laugh and enjoy life. He saw a lot of things in me that I had not figured out yet. He stressed to me that I was different. My uncle’s voice was so filled with joy and laughter. Even in the face of fear and disappointment. I know this because my uncle broke my state of shyness and anxiety from the first moment he saw me.

My uncle taught me many things, communication being the most important. He taught me how to carry a conversation. Uncle Ernie’s tactics of speech definitely rubbed off of me. I used to be very quiet and listen to what others say. Uncle Ernie would start a conversation with a joke, to comfort everyone’s soul, and then would end it with words of wisdom from his heart and mind. He definitely contributed to my growth as a young man.

God, in deed, works in mysterious ways. And as I grow day-by-day, I notice that I draw from some of his attributes in myself, especially his love for music.

Although my times I spent with uncle were numbered, I still feel him everyday because he is with me. I feel comforted knowing that I can speak to him whenever I need to.
In these sad times of death and mourning, I pray we all come to understand that our loved ones continue to live through and with us–even though they are not here physically.

I know that my uncle ernie is earnestly with us.” –Kojo Sefa-Boakye

Here is another eulogy given by brother Asante Sefa-Boakye:

“It is indeed with a heavy heart that I write this tribute to my Uncle Ernie. However, with each passing there is life, which brings the chance to reflect on the joy his life brought and the legacy he will leave. During my time in Ghana, he made each day exciting with his humor and his vibrant personality. To me, he will forever live on in my heart and memory as a teacher who humorously taught me multiple phrases in Twi, (most famous of those being “I’m hungry/kwame dime” which became his endearing nickname for me). As I’m sure many can relate, there was never a dull moment or a time without laughter whenever in his presence. At any time I am able to light up a room and fill it with laughter, I know there is no question where I inherited this trait from. With his memory in my heart, I strive to make people smile and forget their worries as he was able to do effortlessly.”  –Asante Sefa Boakye

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Addendum from Dr. Kofi’s Sister, Yaa Sefa-Boakye

Auntie Yaa (center, standing next to me), the older sister of Dr. Kofi Sefa-Boakye, took time today to share with me her words of praise and stories of how her younger brother (my Dad) became the prestigious doctor that he is today.

“While I was inside the UCI medical center with my younger brother Dr. Kofi, recovering from yet another surgery and muscle pain from an over abundance or multiple growth of fibroids in my uterus, (creating all sorts of internal issues), I jokingly told him from the bedside:

‘When you become a doctor, please find out why I grow so many fibroids in my system? (Laughing)’

And it was then, she said, that the rest was history. But her favorite story, that my dad may not recall, was when he was 4 1/2 years-old, living inside his home country of Kumasi, Ghana. With a big voice, her little brother shouted, to his father and all who were listening inside his home,

“Schooling would delay my ability in becoming a doctor; I want to be a doctor right now!”

My Dad, Dr. Kofi Sefa-Boakye

“You really have come along way Dr. Kofi. Thank you for making our whole family proud.”

Your proud big sister,


–And KUDOS to you Prince for writing an excellent article on your dad.”


Thank you Auntie Yaa for sharing this with me and the world. And thank you dad again for your ambition and tenacity in wanting to become a doctor. If you hadn’t, especially at 4 years old, my brothers and I would not be here. So thank you.

Love your son,


To listen to my interview with my Dad, click on the link below.

Dr. Kofi’s Personal Story of Coming to America

Prince’s Bday Adventures (Part Three): Donating My Blood


Rather than asking what can I GET for my Birthday, I asked, “What can I GIVE for my Birthday?”

After the Boston Marathon Bombings I was inspired to give back. I knew what I wanted to give, but being swamped with work, I did not have the time to pursue my goal. However when the opportunity presented itself, to give blood on my Birthday, I knew that I had to seize it–and seized it I did.

When I called to make an appointment on my birthday, I was told that all blood donation sites in Boston were booked till next month. I admit that I was disappointed at first, but deep down I knew that I could not wait. And so,the day before my birthday, I planned my trip to get there early so I can be first in line-and first in line I was.

When I checked in I could not believe my eyes: it actually resembled a spa/pedicure and nail salon. However the care takers were dressed in scrubs and the weren’t any palm trees or soothing music to greet me at the door.

When I finally donated my blood, I could not help but to say this to myself:

I do not know who will receive my blood but I hope they know that this blood comes from a Prince–for my blood carries Kings and Queens in my family

My blood does not only carry Kings and Queens (the late Chief Dr. Yiadom Sefa-Boakye from Kumasi, Ghana on my Dad’s side), but leaders as well (one being a revered pastor in West Virginia on my Mom’s side)

There was a time in history when we regarded our blood as sacred; and I am glad to have been part of a sacred act. Giving blood is like giving your soul but also your history. Every one of us carries a history or a story in our bloodline that makes us all unique. And when we give blood appropriately, stories intermingle and bonds become stronger.

Thank you Red Cross staff (from 276 Tremont street) for your hospitality and for not spilling my blood on my white pants. 🙂

I have unanimously decided to give blood every year on my Birthday!



Special Announcement: Prince’s Birthday


Today is Prince’s Birthday. Please wish him a very happy birthday today as he celebrates his 24th Birthday.

He will also be having his birthday celebration this weekend in Boston, MA. If you are in Boston and wish to celebrate his birthday, please contact his contact page for details.

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