Preface
My dad, Isaiah Anyacho Njoku, was a carpenter, a spiritual man with strong leadership skills. My mom still tells me about his shrewd knowledge today, around 50 years after his passing.
His carpentry was not the most sophisticated, but all of his works have a remarkably unique signature, witnessed in every door and every chair crafted by his capable hands. His pieces stirred my imagination and curiosity for knowledge transfer. One of my greatest regrets was not having the opportunity to cross-fertilize ideas, learn, and share knowledge with him because I was a baby when he passed on.
Like everyone on the planet, my father didn’t have control over his death. But, he most definitely had control over his knowledge.
Grasping this awareness ...
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