11 June 2021 06:26am With nostalgic feelings, I recall how beautiful it was growing up in the 70s. So many activities to remember and look forward to. One of them was the visit of the President. For whatever reason, ...and the President came. The preparation to welcome the President was like none other. Children were made to line the streets of the major Roads in their school uniforms, just to welcome the President, catch a glimpse of him, proudly waving the green white green flag of the Federal Republic of Nigeria...and the President came. I recall how my mom of blessed memory, would iron my brown khaki uniform, bring out the whitest of all my socks (in retrospect, I think she used to keep a particular pair of white socks for the visit of the Presidentš¤), polish my brown Cortina shoes shining like a beautiful mirror, you could almost see yourself in them, as you walk majestically in them, all eyes on you as...and the President came. Beautiful! She would say after looking at her ha