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Isaac Kalue Green. [Courtesy]
Last Friday, I stood beside two graves that reminded me how quickly life can change and how long a meaningful life can continue to speak. My dear friend, Stephen Ngei Musyoka, and his beloved wife, Gianaphina Mumbua Ngei, directors of Makindu Motors, were laid to rest before nearly twenty thousand mourners after they died together in a tragic road accident.
They had gathered not because Ngei held high office, but because he had quietly earned a meaningful place in their lives. As I reflected on the farewell, one truth became unmistakable. We were not burying the motorcycles he had assembled. They were still traveling across Kenya. We were not burying the livelihoods he had created. They were still feeding families.
Since 2006, his enterprise has sold an estimated 300,000 motorcycles, touching the livelihoods of at least two million Kenyans. He did not simply assemble motorcycles. He assembled livelihoods, opportunity and dignity. As I sat quietly through the funeral service, one question refused to leave me.
