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Summons for “My Lord”

botchway July 3, 2019

 

Written by Nkrabeah Effah Dartey

There are three types of funerals – the first one is the funeral that touches your person – your parents, grandparents, siblings, spouse, children, and family members.

The second type of funeral is the office funeral – one that involves your work mates in the office and business associates, and the third type of funerals is society funeral – you may not even know the person, possibly never met him, but because of social standing, you have to attend.

But there are three forms of funerals – the first format is the traditional funeral that usually takes place in the countryside, where emphasis is on the funeral rites – most times the burial service is a private small issue; then we have the Christian funeral, where the emphasis is equal – a serious burial service topped with serious funeral rites – live band, chicken and chips, and so on.

The third format of funerals is the state funeral – which His Excellency the President, Cabinet ministers, and all the who is who – after an over-elaborate burial service, the funeral is literally over.

Finally, there are three kinds of funerals – the very rich exclusive executive black suits funeral, with plenty of singing hymns and choirs, then the second form, which is the average funeral we all know, and finally the pauper’s funeral.

On 4th May 2019, My Lord Mrs Justice Doris Bimpong, Justice of the High Court, received a writ of summons from Almighty God – requiring INSTANT obedience, and her funeral was set for Saturday 29th June 2019.

For me, I had to attend, because I appeared before her several times in the courtroom. She was a Christian, and surely, as a Justice of the High Court, it was a funeral fit for the Guinness Book of Records.

I thought the funeral would begin at 0800 hours, so I drove leisurely from my Kasoa residence only to reach the Ghana Police Church opposite Golden Tulip Hotel to see that the proceedings began at 0700 hours.

The last time I entered the Police Church was in 2005, when, as Deputy Minister for the Interior, I attended the Induction Service of the then new Inspector General of Police (IGP), Mr Patrick Kwasi Acheampong. It was then in an average church routine.

Reader, it has been completely transformed, thanks to architectural ingenuity. Upper terraces have been built at the right and left, with the choir at the upper terrace, far back. The church looks very executive.

I was amazed at what I saw – the entire northern wing of the Church was occupied by judges of the Superior Courts, each of them fully robed in gowns, bibs and wigs – reader it was an impressive scene.

I saw my good old friend, Justice of the Supreme Court Mr Justice Manful Sal and several justices of the Court of Appeal. I saw High Court judges from all over the country present – Kumasi, Takoradi, Cape Coast, Winneba, Koforidua – they were all there.

As a Christian and police (security) format, everything went with precision – tributes, hymns, bible reading, sermon, dead march in Saul – finish. No funny side issues so common at such events.

Conspicuously absent was the Chief Justice, who, I am sure, is outside the country on official business, and I did not understand why there was no “Most Court” in her honour.

The planners of the funeral did not make room for the practicing lawyers – that is the Ghana Bar Association – so the few of us who came in bibs looked almost out of context. Our President of the Ghana Bar Association (GBA) was there, with his National Secretary, all the way from Kumasi.

My Lord Justice Bimpong was born in 1968, educated at Aburi Girls Secondary School, and graduated as a lawyer in 1993. She became a High Court Judge in 2011 and passed on into eternity after five decades on earth.

After the service, the casket was pushed into a long “Transition” hearse and driven off for a private burial.

The forecourt of the Ghana Police Church was rolled out with red carpet for the “final funeral rites”: The Ghana National Fire Service Band was on hand to play live music.

After sitting there a while exchanging pleasantries with colleague mourners, other concerns took my concentration elsewhere.

Farewell, My Lord, Mrs Justice Doris Bimpong.

Requiescat in Peace.

 

 

 

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