Yesterday (21 hrs ago) his distraught partner had taken to facebook in a bid to help find him,
"PLEASE from the bottom of my heart help us find him.
This man is my darling, my baby's dad. An amazing father, friend, uncle, son, brother and partner who is dearly loved by us all ❤❤
His name is Te Hokinga Mai Katipa also known as Hooks.
He has been struggling with Mental Health for a number of months
And we are so worried about him 😭😭😭
We miss him, we love him, and we just want to him to come back home to us safe and alive ❤❤
Please help us find him. We don't have alot of time"
I woke up this morning at 5.30 to hear that he was no longer with us. God I just wanna scream!!
I remember when you were a baby and why you were named. After the Exhibition that came home in 1987. It was called Te Hokinga Mai - The Return Home. It was a history making time and I suppose aunty wanted you to carry that name to remember a time Māori took to the international stage and were revered.
I met you at my grandmother's funeral. Aunty came down from Gizzy with dad and we all went to the pub for a drink and a break from the tangihanga at the marae. You were still on the tit and it wasn't a problem for Aunty to feed you in the pub, actually it wasn't a problem to feed a baby anywhere.
Man, I wish I was in Gizzy right now! I wish I could just go and sit with my cousins and love them, and hold them, and just be there. I'm feeling so sad for aunty, uncle and your siblings.
It's published as a car accident. Was it, cuz?
Did you run into that truck deliberately?
I don't even have any words... moe mai rā my cousin.
I hope peace finds you and has eased your mamae.
Did you run into that truck deliberately?
I don't even have any words... moe mai rā my cousin.
I hope peace finds you and has eased your mamae.
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