A man who truly loved life" Samuel A Darku was the oldest of 15 children in a polygamous family. He was born on August 21, 1935 in Nsawam in the Eastern Region of Ghana to John Ajorlolo Darku and Emelia Ablawo. He was fondly called by his parents, siblings, cousins, nieces, nephews as "Ababio". They hardly called him Samuel. Ababio, in the Akan language of Ghana, means "he or she is back again". This was because his mother had a few miscarriages before he was born. Therefore, the name "Ababio" meant "he represented the children that his mother had lost or that, in him, the souls of those lost children had returned." He had his elementary and middle school education in Nsawam. Upon passing his Common Entrance exam in 1951, he proceeded to Zion College, a high school in the Volta Region of Ghana, where he obtained his General Certificate of Education Ordinary-level (GCE O-level) certificate in 1956. The young and enterprising Ababio --- realizing that his mother was too possessive and wanting to be independent --- left Nsawam for Accra, the capital city of Ghana. There, he worked for British Overseas Airways Corporation as a teletype operator, and was sent to London for advanced training. He continued to work as a teletype operator in 1962, until he got a clerical position at the American Embassy. It was here that he was fortunate enough to meet a good samaritan who helped him to travel to United States in 1963. This was, of course, during the civil rights movement. As a new immigrant, he used to listen to Malcolm X on the radio and wondered how someone who dropped out of junior high school was so eloquent and smart. In 1964, a year after he left Ghana, his wife Theresa joined him. One of his first jobs in the USA was at Western Union Telegraph Company where he was responsible for sending telegraph messages of news reports. A believer in the value of education, Ababio obtained degrees in business at Boston University and Northeastern University in Boston, Massachusetts. He worked as Planner at Digital Equipment Corporation and a Logistics Planner at Wang Laboratories. He was a hardworking man. He was a voracious reader, was interested in politics and global affairs, and had a curious mind. But he also liked to have fun, a party man who believed in the old saying "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." He had varied tastes in music, some of which were jazz, blues, and highlife music of Ghana. With dignity and quiet strength, he gallantly battled high blood pressure, diabetes, and their complications but eventually gave up the ghost on April 7, 2018. He will be sorely missed by his two grandchildren Trinity and Skylar, his children: Esi, Effie (Afua), and Pamela (Mansah), his wife, family, and friends. At the family's request, there will be no service.

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  1. Effie, Esi & Pamela, you all have my deepest condolences during this time of memorial for your beloved Father. I will keep all of you in my prayers, sicererly, Rhodvil Neilly

  2. The measure of a man (woman) is that of the family and memories left behind. I never met “Ababio” but know him through his daughter, Effie (who is the most wonderful person). My thoughts go with your family during this time of mourning and celebration of a life well lived by a good man.

  3. Oh Uncle Sammy, you will be sorely missed!! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you but I’ll always remember how you treated my brothers and I like your own sons. We always enjoyed our trips to Boston…I’m sure you can Rest In Peace knowing you raised 3 amazing daughters. See you on the other side…..

  4. Uncle you have left a vacuum that will never be filled. We will miss your unconditional love and care. You will forever be missed but you will forever remain in our hearts. You were really one of a kind. Rest in perfect peace.

  5. Mr. Darku,
    You will surely be missed. May the Almighty receive you into His arms and rest in perfect peace.

  6. Revelation 21:4
    And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away

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