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Burna Blogs Blog of Wednesday, 29 April 2026

Source: ENOCH ATO NYAMSON

A Loss Too Heavy to Bear: Mourning Dr. KK and Peter After a Tragic Highway Accident

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Yesterday felt unusually heavy.

The news of Dr. KK’s passing, alongside his teaching assistant Peter, has left a deep ache that words can barely carry. It’s the kind of loss that doesn’t just sit in your mind, it settles in your chest. Tragic, sudden, and painfully unfair. The Accra–Cape Coast highway has taken from us two lives that meant so much to so many.

Dr. KK was not just a lecturer. He was a pillar. A man whose presence commanded respect, yet whose heart made everyone feel seen. If you ever crossed paths with him, you would understand he had a way of making people believe in themselves, even when they doubted everything. He didn’t just teach; he nurtured. He didn’t just instruct; he guided.

At the University of Cape Coast, his impact goes far beyond lecture halls and course outlines. He invested in people. He took time to understand his students, to push them, to correct them, and to celebrate them. Many of us are who we are today because he chose to care beyond his duty.



His role in the early days of the Ghana Association of Student Planners speaks volumes about the kind of man he was. He didn’t stand at a distance he was involved, committed, and deeply interested in shaping the future of students and the profession. As a patron, he played a vital role in building something that continues to grow today. That legacy will not be forgotten.

And then there was Peter. Quietly dedicated, always present, supporting both students and his lecturer with humility and consistency. Losing both of them at once feels like losing a part of our academic family.

It’s hard to process. One moment they were here, impacting lives, and the next… gone. Just like that.

Yesterday, there is sorrow. Deep sorrow. Not just for the loss, but for the silence they leave behind. The empty spaces in classrooms, the absence of guidance, the memories that now feel too short.

We mourn not just a lecturer and a teaching assistant, but two lives that mattered. Two people who gave, who served, who showed up.

We will miss him. We will miss them both.