I first met Silvanos last January when he warmly welcomed the Canadian Field Studies in Africa program team to Kenya. We quickly became a trusting family and within only a few weeks our friendship grew strong roots.
Silvanos loved introducing his student friends to the new and sometimes surprising world of East Africa. A few weeks before the end of the program I remember discussing our favorite aspects of working for CFSIA, and with no hesitation Silvanos enthusiastically replied, “My favorite part of the job is working with the students.” Be it giving impromptu Swahili lessons as we bumped along in the trucks, explaining the medicinal use of a plant on a nature walk, discussing Luo culture on the shores of Lake Victoria, or chatting about one of the student’s favorite hockey teams, his approachable and friendly nature made him the perfect Assistant to the Director. Silvanos made everyone feel valuable, comfortable, and at ease.
Silvanos was also a role model for anyone who wanted to get involved in social justice and environmental management. In a formal or an informal setting rarely a day went by when we did not discuss an issue related to food security, health, water, or the environment. I loved discussions with Silvanos because in his mind every problem had a solution. While having enough heart and personal drive to tackle every problem that crossed his path, he was an incredible team player and rarely tried to “go it alone” if he knew he could recruit others to join him. Silvanos did not want any of the glory; he just wanted things to get better for every living thing he worked with. He was always thinking about how he could help everyone and everything. With ease and honest concern he supported and motivated coworkers and students alike to become involved and invested in communities throughout his beloved Kenya.
Having Silvanos as a friend was a wonderful gift. He helped me remember my strengths if I was feeling tired or down. If I felt unsteady he was right there, providing balance. He reminded me to believe in the beauty of the earth, in spite of her scars, and the goodness of humankind, despite inexplicable violence and greed.
As I struggle with the loss of Silvanos I find that I can sense his guidance. If I close my eyes I can see his smile and hear his voice, “Bree, You ARE Strong.” I can hear him telling me to seek understanding and search inside for a hopeful seed he has planted in my heart. When I find this seed I will cultivate it by staying active in the good works that fed Silvanos’s soul. I will use my hands, my mind, and my heart, to keep his hopeful spirit alive. I will attempt to live my life as Silvanos did, full of genuine love for life and all of the challenges and joys it brings.

