Found my Africa coffin in the attic earlier this summer. It has been filled over the years with postcards, letters, gifts from Liberia. It will get inherited by my children one day. For me it has always been my link to Liberia and I remember how ai used to sit in my boy’s room and read all the letters from my father and fantasize what it would be if I lived in Liberia instead of Sweden. When my biological father was brutaly murdered in 2003 in the aftermath of the 14-year civil war it has become My memory Box of him .
R.I.P Peewe Toclo ,You Will never be forgotten
So it was a true honor to 37 years later represent My father and my family @ the Capitol building and meet the pro temporo president .
My biological mom Julia Toclo , So blessed to have 2 moms that loves me and cares for me .it takes a queen to raise a king
I’ve travelled the world many laps but I finally found what I was looking for when I went home after 37 years