By Rotarian. Elly Karuhanga, Founding Partner, Kampala Associated Advocates
Peter belonged to a generation of lawyers who did not merely practice law, but lived it.
He dressed like a lawyer in his ever-present dark striped suits, always impeccably turned out, with a tie, pocket handkerchief, and well-polished shoes. Those who did not know him would often ask:
“Who is that?”
His appearance made a statement. Even before he spoke, he stood as an ambassador of our profession. Oh, how I and many others will miss him.
We grew up in a time when the legal profession carried a certain nobility, where a lawyer was measured not only by intellect, but by character, restraint, and presence.
I repeat, Peter lived that professional standard.
He was a polished gentleman, thoughtful in speech, dignified in conduct, and always respectful in engagement. Soft and measured, he never needed to raise his voice to be heard, nor to diminish others to claim his place.
His strength lay in quiet confidence and clarity of mind.
He knew the law, especially land law. He knew history. He was deeply cultured and fearlessly fair-minded.
Beyond the profession, Peter imbibed and espoused the Baganda culture with pride and a deep sense of belonging. He loved the Kabaka, and the Kabaka loved him in return, appointing him to serve as a Minister within the Buganda Kingdom, an institution he cherished deeply.
He carried himself with grace, yet remained accessible, politically astute, and respectful in all his dealings.
As a student vying for the Guild Presidency at Makerere University, I first encountered him at Kazzora and Company Advocates, where I had gone to solicit support from the erudite John Wyclif Kazzora in the company of my childhood friend Hon. Sam Kuteesa.
Peter worked alongside our relative Charles Karuku, their senior clerk, and his friend, Advocate Prince Patrick Ruhinda of Ankole, both of whom were later tragically killed during the Amin era.
Peter himself narrowly survived, having encountered the killers at the entrance of their offices, an experience that immediately drove him into exile.
They were young lawyers, standard bearers of handsomeness, smartness, and fluent Queen’s English, operating with a certain pomp and circumstance under the leadership of John Wyclif Kazzora, a lawyer of rare class.
They supported my campaign, and from that moment, Peter and I connected, and remained so.
In this moment of loss, I extend my heartfelt condolences to his dear wife Diana and his children, to his brother, my friend, Hon. Ham Mulira, and to the entire Mulira family, especially those he inspired into the legal profession, including my classmate the late Michael Mulira and his outstandingly beautiful sister the late Eva Mulira.
The name Mulira is deeply rooted in Uganda through their father, the late Eldad Mulira, an icon in his own right.
I am glad to see that his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren continue to carry the flag of their heritage high.
We all wish to see this endure, do we not?
I had the privilege of meeting both of Peter’s parents when I visited their home near Mengo with my mother-in-law, Aunt Betty Kanyamunyu, whom I later learned was related to Mrs. Rebecca Mulira.
Their home was unforgettable.
I had never seen such a vast and rich library in a private home anywhere.
Truly unforgettable.
As active Rotarians, we also shared a connection through his uncle, the late George Kasedde Mukasa, a pillar of the Rotary Club of Kampala and a triple Paul Harris Fellow.
Peter’s passing is not only a personal loss, but also a moment of reflection for our long-standing friendship and for the profession we hold dear.
It behooves all of us to remember what we stood, and still stand for, and what we must strive to preserve.
The country has lost a fine and unique gentleman.
The legal and Rotary fraternity has lost one of its true custodians.
