Man is nothing more than his dream and failure to fulfil or achieve the mark, even if it meant a white elephant to others, renders a big blow to the mind. Fatigue of the mind and blind ends are harbingers to failure. Input from our community makes adventure easier achieved despite elements that may seem to make it diabolically unachievable or next to impossible. The dream never dies!! Path you are about to browse reveals how a village of humble farming community followed his passion to the hilt despite roadblocks and stumbling blocks like Jason and Argonauts’ mission after the Gold Flees. This work is about a poor village boy daring the unfathomable odds to bring his dream and goal of healthcare delivery to villagers into fruition. No dreamer, be he or she a fool, is greater than one willing to build a 350 beds hospital with no money, government input or ever hoping to get family financing it. The quest with its untold number of paths makes our legacy and serves as an odyssey of our lives. Depicted here is the life of a humble village boy who sacrificed his entire life to bring healthcare delivery to rural Gambia. He comes from a poor but humble farming home that never earned even a measly five hundred pounds annually. Many thought this young ambitious man out of his faculties for clamouring for what children of the wealthy never dare dreamt. It is said that fools tread where angels fear to step upon. Dr. Alhasa Ceesay had passion to bring proper healthcare delivery to rural Gambia. This was triggered and reinforced after he met a family heading to District Health Centre at Kerewan in 1956. At the encounter he saw a father holding his limp bodied son of five years, who was sweaty with eyes withdrawn inwards as if dead. The man’s groaning full term pregnant wife was leaking greenish liquid adorned by files. Ceesay on greeting the family asked: “Sir, how long has your son been like this and the woman?” The man noticing sympathy, if not empathy young Ceesay exhumed replied: “We have been walking for almost a hundred miles in search medical treatment and were eventually directed to Kerewan Health Centre. How far are we from kerewan Health Centre? We came from Musu koiya village.” This bird’s eye view encounter cemented Ceesay’s goal which he pursued relentlessly ever since. I write to raise funds to build a hospital for villagers.