Pride Of Entebbe
Entebbe town - the town that will warmly receive you. Port Bell went оn tо become Kampala's harbour.
"Entebbe", іn the local Luganda language, means а "seat", аnd wаs probably named thаt becаuse іt wаs the place where а Baganda chief sat tо adjudicate legal cases. Іt fіrst became а British colonial administrative аnd commercial centre іn 1893 when Sir Gerald Portal, а colonial Commissioner, used іt аs а base. Although nо ships dock there now, there іs still а jetty, whіch wаs used by Lake Victoria ferries. Entebbe іs perhaps best known tо Europeans аs the home оf Entebbe International Airport, the main international airport оf Uganda, whіch wаs started іn 1947. The Entebbe airport wаs the scene оf one оf the mоst daring counter-terrorism operations іn history when soldiers frоm аn elite unit оf the Israeli army freed оver 100 hostages following а hijacking by а group оf Palestinian аnd German militia. Іt wаs аlsо frоm thіs airport thаt Queen Elizabeth II departed Africa tо return tо England іn 1952 when she learned оf her father's death аnd thаt she hаd become Queen.
05/09/2026
The Sound of Soul & Memory, Remembering Our Fallen Pride of Entebbe Followers & Friends
It’s a Golden tribute this Sunday, join us by the lake for a deeply special event. The Pride Of Entebbe’s 8th session of "Golden Oldies by the Lake" at *lido Beach Entebbe*, 6th Sept 2026 is dedicated to remembering our dear brothers and sisters from Pride of Entebbe who have been part of our monthly gatherings plus following us daily.
This will be a truly authentic musical experience, featuring strictly vinyl (amayinja) records.
Let the warmth of the analog sound and the timeless melodies transport us back to cherished moments spent with friends who are no longer with us.
ALL ARE WELCOME Come, be part of this heartfelt celebration. Together, let’s honor the lives of our fallen followers by doing what they loved most listening to great music in great company.
We Are Entebbe
Town Tshirts often make us feel connected to our homeland.
But sometimes, we realise that these towns are also part of the journeys our parents once made journeys that took them to places where we were born, raised, and created our earliest memories.
What began as our parents’ destination became our childhood home.
And when our parents eventually retire and return to their ancestral homeland, they carry with them more than memories. They carry the stories, photographs, and sometimes even a town T-shirt—a little piece of the place that reminds them of their heyday, their active years, the people they met, and the life they built.
Perhaps that is the beauty of a town tee.
It doesn’t just carry a name. It carries a journey. It carries a generation. It carries home.
Today Wear your town. Wear your story. Wear Entebbe.
Entebbe — Always Home. #
04/09/2026
A Pride of Entebbe follower proudly representing her hometown in an Entebbe Edition T-shirt “If Found Lost, Return Me to Entebbe’’ during the just-concluded NottingHill Carnival 2026 in the UK.
A little piece of Entebbe, proudly carried all the way to London. Because home is not just a place it is a feeling we carry wherever we go.
And this is the beauty of the Entebbe Edition wherever you find an Entebbean, you find a little piece of home.
We Are Entebbe
27/08/2026
FLYING WITH THE ANGELS ON YOUR BIRTHDAY
August 27th your birthday, but this time, in heaven above. I send my belated blessings on the wings of a dove, not only for today, but for every day hereafter. We think of you always our friend, brother, uncle, guardian and helper.
Charles Dickens Okua passed away on August 16th, 2026, in Entebbe, just eleven days before his birthday. Today marks 11 days since you left us. We once celebrated together at many of the Pride of Entebbe annual reunions, both in and out of Entebbe. As I try to wrap my head around another birthday without you, I am overwhelmed by memories of what it was like leading up to your special day.
Charles was a proud follower of Pride of Entebbe from day one. He loved the Entebbe Edition T-shirts and owned most of them. Those shirts became part of his signature presence during
Pride Of Entebbe’s Golden Oldies by the Lake gatherings at Lido Beach. He wore them with pride, carrying the spirit of Entebbe wherever he went.
Today would have been a day of tidying up glasses, as the oldies played into the evening, while family and friends gathered in the backyard to share cake, laughter and memories with you.
But how do we mark this day for you, Charles Dickens Okua (RIP)?
How do we hide our sadness and grief from our birthday boy?
That question haunts us today.
Charles and I shared a history that went back many years. His late mother, Mrs. Okua, was my Primary English teacher. During the school holidays, their home became my second home, a place where I felt welcome and at ease. Those memories remain deeply rooted in my heart.
Charles also loved my artistry of writing. He was among those who faithfully read my write-ups, appreciating the thoughts, memories and stories I shared. Knowing that he followed my work and valued my writing made our connection even more special.
Perhaps we will find the perfectly appropriate way to acknowledge this special day. Visiting your grave is obvious, though for some, a gravesite can be a sad place. As friends and family, we shall probably cry and laugh there because that is what memories do.
I am sure that someday, we will place a cake on the grass for your first birthday without you. We will play Golden Oldies, especially the songs from your generation. And perhaps a few ladies who knew you well will release balloons into the sky while singing, “Happy Birthday,” beside your resting place.
It will mean more than you could ever imagine.
We will reflect on our childhood days in Entebbe, our escapades, our memorable moments at Lido Beach Entebbe, and those beautiful Oldtymers gatherings where we reminisced about the very best of the Golden Oldies.
For a moment, we will laugh, have some fun and take our minds away from the immense sadness of losing you.
Yes, your birthday is today, but it hurts knowing that you are no longer here.
All of us would want to send you a message, a gift, perhaps even a birthday hug. But we know we cannot.
So, we will simply make a wish upon a star that wherever you are, you carry with you the love, laughter and memories we shared here on earth.
And as I put my pen down today, I realise that some stories are never truly finished. They simply become memories that we continue to tell.
Charles, your story with us has not ended; it has only entered another chapter one written in memories, laughter, friendship and love. As a writer, I have told many stories about Entebbe and its people, but today, this is one story I wish I never had to write.
I will remember you not by the silence your departure has left behind, but by the laughter, the Golden Oldies, the Entebbe Edition shirts, the gatherings and the beautiful moments that made you part of our story.
Rest peacefully, my friend. Your chapter may have closed, but your story will continue to live in the hearts of those who knew you—and in the memories of Entebbe that we shall keep telling.
Happy Earth Strong Day in heaven, Charles Dickens Okua.
Until we meet again, keep flying with the angels.
Nyakaana Charles
Artistic Writer | Curator | Rotarian
Pride of Entebbe
Keep flying with the angels.
88years of History, healing ,and Hope
On Kampala Road in Entebbe, right opposite the main police station, stands a house built on foundation stones of resilience, faith, and history. Inside lives a matriarch of modern Ugandan healthcare, a devout prayer warrior, and a legendary life-saver. On 25th August 2026, Mrs. Philomena Kitaka celebrated a spectacular milestone 88 years of a life beautifully lived, dedicated to the neonatal and maternal-child health of her nation.
Born in the historic region of Kyaggwe, Philomena’s destiny was always intertwined with the healing arts. Her late father, Gregory Kisutu, harbored grand dreams of her pursuing a career as a medical doctor. Philomena’s own heart, however, beat fiercely for the tiniest, most vulnerable patients she harbored a deep-seated desire to specialize in pediatrics.
Her true calling crystallized under the influence of her late maternal aunt, Rose Nalumansi, a respected midwife at Mulago Hospital. Walking in her aunt’s pioneering footsteps, Philomena enrolled at the prestigious Mulago School of Nursing. There, she mastered the science of clinical nursing and the delicate art of obstetrics. Upon completing her rigorous training, her professional odyssey began. She was first deployed to the newly opened Kayunga Hospital, before transferring to Kawoko Hospital, sharpening her skills in antenatal care, triage, and emergency medical response.
The Anchor of Entebbe’s Healthcare
Driven by a desire to serve the lakeside community, Mrs. Kitaka requested a transfer to Entebbe. She was stationed at Grade "B" Hospital (now Entebbe Regional Referral Hospital), stepping directly onto the frontlines of the Outpatient Department (OPD). It was here that her childhood dream materialized. She transitioned into the pediatric and maternity sections, becoming a beacon of hope for mothers.
Known for her gentle touch and immaculate clinical judgment, she managed primigravida (first-time mothers) and multiparous women with equal warmth and expertise. Mothers like Teopista Naziwa, whom Philomena vividly remembers delivering, can testify to her reassuring presence in the labor ward. Her career was defined by an unwavering dedication to neonatal resuscitation, managing postpartum care, and nurturing admitted infants back to vibrant health.
Witness to History: The 1976 Entebbe Raid
As a frontline healthcare worker, Mrs. Kitaka found herself in the crucible of international history during the 1976 Entebbe Airport raid. When Israeli commandos launched their rapid military strike to rescue over 100 Jewish hostages backed into a corner by dictator Idi Amin, the medical staff at Entebbe braced for trauma care.
Amidst the gunfire, chaos, and casualties, Mrs. Kitaka’s clinical composure never wavered. As one of the primary midwives and nurses on emergency duty that fateful night, she boarded an ambulance, stabilizing and escorting wounded hostages through the dark hours all the way to Mulago Hospital. Her hands, usually accustomed to ushering in new life, expertly managed the hemostasis and trauma of wartime casualties.
Mrs. Kitaka fondly reminisces about a time when Grade A and Grade B hospitals in Entebbe were paradigms of medical excellence. In those days, medical consults were entirely free, pharmaceuticals were fully stocked, and the dietary requirements of all admitted patients were provided without charge by the state.
At Grade B, she worked under a meticulous Korean Medical Superintendent, alongside an array of brilliant foreign and local clinicians. Later transferring to Grade A, she managed the executive wings, providing high-standard palliative and restorative care to senior government officials, international airline crews, and cabin staff including the legendary, now-retired Uganda Airlines pilot, Capt. Edward Francis Babu.
The medical fraternity felt like a grand, synchronized symphony. She recalls the deep respect commanded by legendary consultants and doctors of the era, such as Dr. Frederick Asanasiyo Mutyaba, Prof. BBosa, Dr. Mukuye, Dr. Antivenlinks, Dr. Micheal Obongomera, Dr. Ayat, and Dr. Settimba Sr. Dhatemwa, all kept safe under the watchful, disciplined eye of Yakobo, the hospital's famously tough gateman.
In a remarkable twist of statecraft, President Idi Amin Dada requested 150 medical personnel and 150 teachers to go on an international mission to Muammar Gaddafi's Libya. Selected among the elite, Mrs. Kitaka boarded a historic, direct charter flight on Emirates of Dubai out of Entebbe straight to North Africa, alongside 300 of her compatriots.
In Libya, she was assigned to the busy Pediatric Section of the Tripoli Central Hospital. Even in a foreign land, her identity as a devout Catholic remained unshakeable. She successfully negotiated with the Libyan hospital authorities to keep her weekends free from clinical shifts, dedicating her Saturdays and Sundays to spiritual renewal and reciting her Holy Rosary.
When the assignment ended, the Ugandan medical contingent returned home to a heroes' welcome. They were received with receptions, roaring applause, and presidential cheers. In recognition of their exceptional foreign service, all the exotic goodies, textiles, and household items they brought back were completely exempted from customs and tax clearance.
Upon her return, utilizing her hard-earned savings, she acquired a plot of land heavily covered in elephant grass on Entebbe’s Kampala Road from the Town Clerk’s office. There, she erected a sturdy, beautiful home that still proudly defies time today.
Retirement from formal civil service did not mean an end to Mrs. Kitaka's therapeutic mission. Guided by her enduring love for medicine, she opened Kisa Drug Shop located near the African Village area on Kampala Road in Entebbe. For years, this community pharmacy served as a vital hub for affordable pharmaceutical care, health consultations, and localized healing.
While running her shop and practicing her medical craft, she was never alone.
Mrs. Kitaka never minces a single moment when it comes to recalling her dearest friend, Percis Kiwanuka. Percis was her trusted confidante and professional companion, walking every single step of the retirement journey alongside her. Together, they navigated the transitions of later life, swapping stories of patients saved, lives touched, and the changing faces of Entebbe town.
Today, Mrs. Kitaka is the ultimate matriarch of Entebbe. Though she has weathered the profound grief of losing five of her six children, she stands tall, anchored by her surviving first-born daughter, and a beautiful, sprawling lineage of grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
She remains a staunch disciplinarian whose lifestyle is timed better than a Swiss watch. Her spiritual regimen is legendary: daily at 3:00 AM and exactly at 3:00 PM regardless of whether she is at home or in transit—she stops to recite the Divine Mercy Chaplet and the Holy Rosary. Her home has transformed into a sanctuary of healing. Countless people visit her bedside seeking intercession, leaving with testimonies of miraculous breakthroughs. She draws this deep spiritual stamina from the memory of her late sister, Sister Mary Genevieve—one of Uganda’s pioneering, beloved nuns who famously walked barefoot as a sign of humility.
Happy 88th Birthday, Mrs. Philomena Kitaka!
At 88 years old, though your mobility relies on the support of a walker, your mind remains as sharp as a clinical scalpel, your hearing is impeccable, and your voice resonates with wisdom.
You have spent a lifetime monitoring the fetal heartbeats of our nation, catching the citizens of tomorrow, dispensing vital remedies at Kisa Drug Shop, and nursing the wounded back to health. Today, may the Great Physician whom you have served through Mother Mary pour out a therapeutic dose of heavenly joy, perfect peace, and divine vitality upon you.
May your vital signs remain robust, your spirit remain unbroken, and your heart continue to beat to the rhythm of God's grace. Happy Birthday to Entebbe’s most beautiful midwife!
Charles
Curator | Rotarian | Artistic
Pride of Entebbe
20/08/2026
Alex Mukulu The Mentor Who Challenged My Art
Some photographs capture a moment, but others capture an entire chapter of one’s journey. This is one of those photographs for me standing on stage with Alex Mukulu an artist whose contribution to Uganda’s theatre and creative arts deserves to be celebrated.
My connection with the arts began long before I fully understood where the journey would take me.
As I was growing up, South Africa was still in the era of apartheid, and I became deeply fascinated by South African theatre, literature and the arts. I was drawn to how artists used creative expression to tell stories, preserve identity, confront injustice and give a voice to their people.
One of the artists who particularly fascinated and inspired me was Mbongeni Ngema,(RIP) the South African writer, playwright and lyricist. His work, particularly Sarafina!, demonstrated to me the extraordinary power of theatre to tell the story of a people and reflect the realities of society.
Years later, that fascination came full circle when, during my visits to South Africa as a curator from Entebbe, I had the opportunity to visit Soweto and Johannesburg, including locations associated with Sarafina! during my South African museum visits. It was a powerful experience moving from reading about the artists and places that inspired me to physically standing in some of those spaces.
While in secondary school, I was not only a Literature student; I was already an active performer.
My acting on stage took me to different schools across Uganda and Kenya, where we performed mini theatrical productions. The stage became a second home to me.
While other students looked forward to school holidays as a time to rest, my school holidays were often rehearsals. I spent much of that time preparing dance movements, practicing lines, developing characters and getting ready for the next performance.
Those experiences taught me discipline at a very young age. They taught me that theatre requires commitment, teamwork, preparation and the courage to stand before an audience and tell a story.
At the same time, my fascination with African literature was growing. As a Literature student, I immersed myself in the works of African writers, dramatists and playwrights, including Wole Soyinka, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie and Catherine Obianuju Acholonu.
Their works shaped how I understood African identity, culture, history, society and the human experience. They taught me that the written word could entertain, challenge, preserve memory and provoke thought.
Shortly after high school before joining university , I would go to now defunct
Pride Theatre to watch my maternal uncle, Charles James Senkubuge a.k.a Siasa, perform with the Bakayimbira Dramactors. Watching him on stage brought theatre even closer to home.
I later reconnected with my childhood friend from Entebbe, Also a namasagali product Julius Lugaya, an Artistic Director of Dance Week Uganda and a choreographer with Footsteps Theatre Dance Company, Our creative work at the time took us to different places, and I was fortunate to receive an invitation with the Sundance Institute.
At Sundance institute , another Entebbe childhood connection came alive. I met Philip Luswata, an Ugandan playwright and actor and one of the people behind Theatre Factory. I also reconnected with my maternal uncle, Charles Senkubuge.
It was through Philip Luswata, a protégé of Alex Mukulu, that I was eventually introduced to Alex.
And that introduction would become an important turning point in my artistic journey.
Alex Mukulu came to know my work, but he did not receive it with empty praise.
He was a man of heavy critique.
Some of my contemporary theatre productions at the time were subjected to his sharp assessment, and his criticism made me rethink the direction I was taking.
Rather than simply continue producing work for the stage, I began to shift my focus towards writing.
That change became one of the most significant decisions in my creative journey.
Over time, Alex embraced my writing, particularly my use and command of the English language. He challenged me to understand my work more deeply and mentored me on how best to own my work to make the work truly mine.
That is one of the lessons from Alex that I carry with me to this day.
Own your work. Know what you are saying. Understand your craft.
That was Alex who hated material things too.
He had a strong artistic conviction and expected you to defend your work with substance.
Yet there was another side of Alex that I particularly loved.
Off stage, he was always apologetic.
There was a humility in his stage presence that stood out to me. Behind the strong artistic personality and uncompromising critique was an artist who understood the discipline and responsibility of performance.
Bringing Alex Mukulu’s work home to Entebbe later come full circle through Pride of Entebbe.
As the Artistic Director and writer for Pride Of Entebbe, I was deeply involved in telling the story of Entebbe showcasing its rich history, heritage, culture and people to the rest of the world.
As we approached Pride of Entebbe’s 8th anniversary, I wanted the celebration to go beyond simply looking back at our achievements. I wanted to bring something meaningful to Entebbe’s cultural and artistic space.
Through Alex Mukulu’s protégé, Philip Luswata, I proposed an idea: why not bring Alex Mukulu’s celebrated play, 30 Years of Bananas, to Entebbe?
The response was immediate.
It was a done deal.
Then came January 2020.
For the first time, Entebbe began seeing flyers and posters announcing 30 Years of Bananas by Alex Mukulu.
The excitement was building towards 21st and 22nd February 2020, when the play was scheduled for a two-night presentation at Central Inn Annex, Entebbe, as part of Pride of Entebbe’s 8th anniversary celebrations.
It was not a small undertaking.
More than a cast of 60 all where involved in bringing the production to life actors, actresses, photographers, videographers, sound engineers and other creatives, all coming together in Entebbe.
30 Years of Bananas a classic play written by the legendary Alex Kabangala Mukulu and directed by his protégé Philip Kafuluma Luswata came to Entebbe as a major cultural moment.
It was presented as a grand Ugandan theatrical masterpiece: a rich drama full of symbolism and imagery, raising more questions than it answered.
For me, bringing this work to Entebbe was more than programming a theatre production. Still today the play is still memorable to the young and the old that watched the play.
It was personal.
It was a way of connecting the different worlds that had shaped me theatre, literature, heritage, Entebbe and the artists who had influenced my journey.
The same Alex Mukulu who had once challenged my contemporary theatre work was now having his celebrated work presented in my hometown, through an initiative I was helping to shape as part of Pride of Entebbe on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter (X) , TikTok and WhatsApp.
That was a full-circle moment.
Today, the journey has taken me far beyond the stages where I began.
Writing, producing and directing have taken me to Europe, Asia and across some parts of Africa, creating opportunities to collaborate with artists, theatre practitioners, creatives and cultural communities from different parts of the world.
These journeys have taught me that theatre has no borders. A story may be born in Entebbe, but through collaboration it can travel across continents, meet different audiences and create new conversations.
Every production, every collaboration and every journey continues to add another layer to my understanding of the arts.
And when I look back, I can trace some of those steps to the people who challenged and shaped me along the way
On Saturday, 15 August 2026, Uganda lost one of its distinctive voices in theatre and the creative arts. Alex Mukulu passed away at the age of 72.
For those of us who encountered Alex, his legacy will not simply live in the plays he wrote or the stages he graced. It will live in the people he challenged, mentored, inspired and pushed to take their craft seriously.
I will also remember Alex and his guitar.
The guitar was part of his signature another expression of the musician and artist within him. There was something unmistakably Alex about seeing him with his guitar: a reminder that his creativity was never confined to one discipline. Theatre, writing, music, performance and storytelling existed within the same artistic spirit.
Alex could challenge you with his words, critique your work and make you rethink your artistic direction but he also had the ability to pick up that guitar and let the artist speak through another language: music.
That was Alex Mukulu, theatre practitioner, writer, performer, musician, mentor and uncompromising custodian of his craft.
His passing leaves a space in Uganda’s creative community, but his work and influence will continue to speak.
And then came this photograph pictured above, When I look at this photograph of Alex Mukulu and me on stage many years ago at the playwrights club, I don’t simply see two people standing together.
I see a journey.
I see a young student travelling across Uganda and Kenya to perform mini theatrical productions.
I see school holidays dedicated to rehearsals.
I see South African theatre during the apartheid era.
I see Mbongeni Ngema and Sarafina!.
I see Soweto and Johannesburg.
I see the books of African writers and playwrights that shaped my thinking.
I see Pride Theatre and watching my uncle Charles James Senkubuge perform with Bakayimbira Dramactors.
I see Julius Lugaya and the creative journeys we made.
I see Sundance.
I see Philip Luswata — an Entebbe childhood friend who became the bridge that introduced me to Alex.
I see 30 Years of Bananas arriving in Entebbe, decades after Alex created it — a classic Ugandan work finding a new audience in the very community I have spent years telling stories about.
And I see Alex Mukulu the artist who challenged my work, redirected my focus, embraced my writing and taught me to own my craft.
Today, I am thankful.
Thankful for the critique. Thankful for the lessons. Thankful for the introduction. Thankful for the mentorship. Thankful for the opportunity to bring his work to Entebbe.
Most importantly, thankful that our paths crossed.
Because sometimes, a photograph is not just a photograph.
Sometimes it is evidence of a journey a journey through art, theatre, literature, friendship, heritage, mentorship and the continuing search for one’s own voice.
Alex, I celebrate you.
May your guitar continue to echo through the stories, stages and artists you inspired.
Rest well, Alex Mukulu. Your stage may have gone quiet, but your work continues to speak.
And to Philip Luswata, I say: thank you for the introduction, for the trust, and for helping create a connection that became an important chapter in my artistic journey.
Looking back now, I understand that meeting Alex was not just another encounter.
It was part of the making of the artist, curator, producer, director and writer I continue to become.
I remain
Charles
Artistic Writer | Curator | Rotarian
Pride of Entebbe
@2026
15/08/2026
Entebbe’s Scientist, Author, and Patriarch: The Timeless Footprints of Professor Emmanuel Igwaro Odongo-Aginya
From the labs of Entebbe - Kitooro and the lecture halls of Gulu to the quiet shade of Bugonga trees and the pages of acclaimed novels, one man's remarkable journey through history, faith, and family.
The story of Professor Emmanuel Igwaro Odongo-Aginya is one of resilience, intellect, and profound community impact. Spanning decades of medical research, academic mentorship, literary creation, and quiet philanthropy, his life reads as a testament to a deep commitment to both science and the human spirit.
Long before shaping the minds of future doctors, Professor Odongo-Aginya navigated the turbulent tides of history. Having returned from exile in Zambia in 1980, he stepped back onto Ugandan soil ready to rebuild and serve. He soon joined the Ministry of Health, carving out a respected path at the Virus Research Institute in Entebbe.
A brilliant mind in the laboratory, his academic contributions extended deeply into technical research, notably highlighted by his thesis on Agenda Stains—a subject instantly recognized and valued by fellow laboratory professionals. Even as his career flourished at the national level, his heart remained with everyday people. To bridge the healthcare gap for the residents of Entebbe, he established St. Jude Laboratory in Kitooro, transforming clinical access for the local community.
When most look toward a quiet retirement, Professor Odongo-Aginya chose a new beginning. Upon retiring from his formal public health roles in 2013, he answered the call of academia, joining Gulu University as a Professor of Microbiology and Immunology in the Faculty of Medicine. There, he continues to inspire generations of medical students.
Beyond the microscope and the lecture hall, the Professor possesses a rare creative depth. He is the author of The Devout Woman, a compelling novel that navigates the intricate intersections of Acholi cultural traditions, African traditional religion, and Christian beliefs. He also penned The Director Murdered, showcasing a versatility that bridges rigorous scientific analysis with thoughtful storytelling.
In Entebbe, Professor Odongo-Aginya’s presence is woven into the physical and spiritual landscape of the town. A devoted Catholic, he has long prayed at Bugonga Catholic Church, a sacred space holding his deepest personal memories. It was here, on December 12, 1999, that he wed his beloved late wife, Domitila Rerea. Together, God blessed them with five children.
Walk past Bugonga Catholic Church today, and you will see a living monument to his quiet stewardship: the rows of trees lining the upper roadside space, planted by his own hands to beautify and shade the parish grounds.
His legacy of faith did not stop at planting trees in Entebbe. Driven by a deep spiritual calling, he and his family undertook the monumental task of building St. Jude Church in Omoro. On August 29, 2022, in a joyous ceremony officiated by Bishop Obama of Gulu, the chapel was officially handed over to the Catholic community—a permanent sanctuary for worship and gathering.
The family's deep ties to Entebbe extend into its vibrant cultural pulse as well. Following the local heritage movement, they proudly embrace the
Pride of Entebbe spirit. As a special token of affection, his children gifted him a custom edition Entebbe T-shirt emblazoned with the words, "Someone who loves me bought me this t-shirt in Entebbe," featuring a striking print of Bugonga Catholic Church. Seeing the Professor wearing it with quiet pride bridges his love for his family, his faith, and the historic town he holds so dear.
Pride of Entebbe on Facebook, Twitter (X) , Instagram, TikTok and WhatsApp, showcases Entebbe’s rich history, heritage, culture and its people to the rest of the world.
Today whether Prof is examining cellular slides in a lab, lecturing medical students in Gulu, penning thought-provoking novels, or building houses of worship for his community, Professor Emmanuel Igwaro Odongo-Aginya embodies a rare harmony between intellect and empathy. His life remains an enduring gift to Uganda—a blueprint of what it means to serve with both mind and heart.
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