Boniface B Mzondo

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Obituary

We remember with deep love and gratitude the life of Boniface Mzondo, born on July 2nd, 1939, and who passed away on February 20 th 2025.

A devoted husband to his beloved wife, Maria Stella Mzondo, Boniface was a proud father to five children and a cherished grandfather to many grandchildren. He was a hardworking and strong man whose generosity and willingness to help others defined his character. Always ready to offer support, guidance, or a helping hand, he touched the lives of all who knew him.

Boniface loved to dance and listen to Rumba music, filling his home with lots of dancing, laughter, and celebration. He believed deeply in embracing life’s joyful moments and instilled in his children and grandchildren the importance of celebrating together. He will also be fondly remembered for making all his children football crazy, sharing his passion and creating countless memories around the game.

Boniface will forever be remembered for the happiness he brought into the lives of his family and friends, and for the strong foundation he built for generations to come.

Tributes & Prayers

“Those we love don't go away; they walk beside us every day”, “Death leaves a heartache no one can heal; love leaves a memory no one can steal”, and “Your life was a blessing, your memory a treasure”

John 11:25-26 Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die.

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February 20, 2026

My friend and brother's dad. All my memories of him are about hilarious jokes and often times long lectures after some teenage mischief. If we visited and Martin was in trouble we would all get the lecture 🤭. In memory of him I just want to encourage everyone to spread love and warmth so that our memories of each other will always be great. Keep resting well baba, rise in God's glory till we meet again.

Esther Kundai Nhodza

February 20, 2026

I miss you dearly, CDE Bonniface Mzondo Snr.

You became a father to me at a time when I needed one the most after my own father, who was also your closest friend, passed away. You stepped into that space with quiet strength, wisdom, and warmth. I will never stop being grateful for that.

I carry so many memories of you, but the ones that live most vividly in my heart are the simple, beautiful moments when we were sitting together watching football, listening to you speak about my dad, laughing as you shared stories of your youthful drinking antics. Those moments were filled with laughter, honesty and love, and through them, my father felt alive again.

One of the greatest honours of my life was when you stood as my father and represented me during the lobola process at the Muchenje household. That act alone speaks volumes about the role you played in my life. You didn’t just guide me you claimed me as your own, and I will forever hold that close to my heart.

I miss you deeply. Your voice, your humour, your counsel, and your presence are irreplaceable. Though you are no longer with us in body, your legacy lives on in me, in my family, and in every life you touched.

Rest well, Baba.
Your love and impact will live forever.

Michael Nyabako

February 20, 2026

It's hard to compress just one of my many memories of Dad into a paragraph. It's even harder to choose just 1.
From the times he used to let me drive from Harare to Masvingo so he cud turn up in the passenger side with his cooler bag playing his Leornard Dembo cassettes back to back.
He once tried to have the 🐦🐝 talk with me coz mom found rubbers in my things🙈
And whenever I misbehaved he wud sit me down and help me understand where I went wrong and make me suggest how I cudve done things differently. Then he wud give me the belting of my life.
When he used to let me host random parties at home just because we had a really loud sound system and he wud always come out and request Keith Sweat "Twisted" and dance🕺🏿.
He had a hunting rifle that he used to take out on new year's day to fire shots in the air after "MutinhimiraWemumhanzi" countdown💥.
He once took my best friend and I to watch the infamous Zim V S.A. ⚽️ game at Rufaro stadium i think🤔 the Zim team performed poorly thru-out the 1st half. When S.A scored in the 2nd he was so upset he got up and snapped "let's go". As soon as we got in the car a riot broke out and tear gas was in the air that day was actually declared a disaster.
Needless to say if you know me and my siblings. Then you know my Dad❤️
I miss you and will always love you Dad.

Tichaona Muchadei Martin Mzondo

February 19, 2026

I have so many great memories of grandpa , the most embedded one is him and gogo coming for my visiting day at martindale and bringing me goodies. Him attending all my birthdays and dancing at the parties . The last one i will always cherish is when i was pregnant with Skye my Blood pressure was very high and i could not live alone so i went to live in waterfalls with him and gogo , even though he was not fit himself he was always checking on me to make sure i was ok. Going on exercise walks with me encouraging me to be fit

Nelmah Madzongo

February 19, 2026

I remember going to Prospect and being introduced to Dad. I was a very skinny teenager back then, resembling a bag of bones! Dad later pulled Ben to the side and asked him 'are you safe naye uyu😳' . Needless to say I was highly mortified and offended at the same time when Ben told me. I grew to love my 2nd dad because he loved and embraced me as his daughter, I miss you terribly. Rest in Eternal Peace Dad❤️

Sina

February 19, 2026

I loved my Dad and the pain still cuts deep. We shared many passions, almost all the same passions, I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all. Among our many passions, football reigned supreme - my first memories of shared passion are sitting on his lap and cheering on Dembare till our voices vanished. It doesn't get better than that as if it was part of our shared DNA. When I told him I had defected from his beloved Liverpool, to Arsenal I had to summon up a bit of "Dutch Courage" before breaking it to him. I remember where I was and even the quiver in my voice as I broke it to him. Rest well Dad you are loved!

Ben Mzondo

February 18, 2026

My memories of daddy are many I remember when I was young and struggled kudya nzungu vaindimenyera and give me a handful ata time he did this even when I was grown up. I remember when we went kumusha and the car radio wasn't working and we carried a separate radio in the car and when the music was too good he would park on the side and get out to dance. I remember when he came from the bar at 3am and he would wake the whole house and we would end up partying till 7am. I have so many happy childhood memories he was such a fun loving, funny, warm, and happy man. I miss him so much and am so grateful for all that he did for me as I have no doubt these opportunities I had in life and the person that he was have shaped the person I am today. Continue to rest in heavenly peace daddy. I will always love you. Xxx

Mandinika Muzondo

February 16, 2026

Some of my favourite memories of Grandpa are when he would take me to work with him. I would be treated like a princess by everyone because he was the big boss; it might have been out of convenience, but it felt very special to know that he wanted to spend that much time with me, whilst he was really busy. It almost made me forget that he would forget to pick me up from school some days till about 7 pm ahah :) Lucky i was able to hang around at the orphanage ! Love you always Grandpa x

Marina

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