Adebayo Omoba

I miss you so much I'm lost for words. You would have been 51 years old today! However, you fulfilled your purpose in life before you clocked 50. You knew your time with us would be shortish, but we took that time for granted.

I'm glad I made the trip to Winnipeg in July 2010 when you were feeling low and I spent just four days with you. Even the Canadian Immigration official could not understand how anyone could come to Winnipeg from Nigeria just for four days if it wasn't a business trip and held me for nearly two hours on my arrival. We spent quality time together and talked about everything while I cooked authentic Naija stew.

I remember the early 90's when you moved from Edgeware to Loughton, Essex, to be close to Jumoke and I in Abridge. You would come down for a spot of Rice and stew or pounded yam and you would fall asleep after eating. You would wake up in the middle of the night to go home.

Siki Poker, we all miss you and I know you are in the bosom of the Lord. We shall meet again at the feet of Christ!

Kolapo

 

Dear bruv,
You would have been 51 years young today if I had my wish but God is good and knows best. There is no easy way to lose a loved one aint it because life is not the same without you. Ola, Olu, and Shade are dear to us both just like music and family so enjoy your day in heaven. I miss you everyday and still struggle with the fact that you are gone from this sinful world. I am glad and convinced that you are in a better place and have received the power to live above sickness, bondage, poverty, failure, boko haram, and death. God supply the strength to bear this loss IJN. Amen.


Ruollah Khomenski  Kobomoje

Adebayo Orunkolade Babajide, since your passing away, our hearts are filled with grief and memories. Your loving memories will be with us forever. What do you hear, what do you see, and is it what you dreamed it'd be?

We miss your smile, we miss your goodness, but we all know that now you're home...
We know we are not home yet, but we will do our best to keep pressing on
Until that day we see your face again... 

Do you have time to remember moments that we shared together?

And when we cry are you aware, and does God let you hear our prayers for you? 
When we remember your smile,
It brightens our day,
And thoughts of your warmth and love,
Seem to smoothen the way,
Your gentle spirit is still with us,
Though you are gone, 
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why 
Your life is a beautiful memory,
Your death is a silent grief;
Sleep well in God's beautiful garden,
We miss you oh so much,
But realize God knew best,
He was gracious enough to let us have you for 50 years
Even though it was with pain, prayers, and laughter

You have left this world of sorrow, and are free from pain and harm, and now rest in peace and comfort, in the blessed Savior's arms. 

In tears we saw you ascending to heaven,

We watched you fade away,

Our hearts broken even with all our prayers,

You fought so hard to stay,

But when we saw you sleeping,

So peacefully free from pain,

We could not wish you back,

To suffer that again

Gone yet not forgotten,

Although we are apart,

Your spirit lives within us forever in our hearts

You left us quietly,

A lot of your thoughts still unknown,

But you left us a memory,

We are proud to own

So treasure him Lord,

In Your garden of rest,

For when on earth,

He was one of the best.

You could not say goodbye to us, you could not clasp our hand; but God has taken one we loved off to His heavenly land.

 Spoke to you a few hours before leaving this world to its problems

We little knew that day six months ago (26th May, 2013)

God was going to call your name.

In life we loved you dearly.

In death, we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you.

You did not go alone.

For part of us went with you.

The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories.

Your love is still our guide.

And though we cannot see you,

You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken,

And nothing seems the same.

But God calls us one by one.

The chain will link again. 

Until we meet again,

May God hold you in the palm of his hand. 

We think of you in silence,

We often speak your name,

But all we have are memories,

And your picture in a frame

Your resting place we visit,

And put flowers there with care,

But no one knows the heartache,

As we turn and leave you there

In all our world we shall not find a heart so loving and so kind, so soft a voice, so sweet a smile, an inspiration so worthwhile, a sympathy so sure, so deep, a love so wonderful to keep. Regards to dad, mum, and your brother Femi

Keep resting in perfect peace our brother KJ the CP.

From your siblings

Three months ago to the date my husband departed this world. Since then I have heard some distressing 'stories' are being conveyed by people who should know better. God knows the truth and that is good enough for me.

This picture shows Ade's final resting place, which I visit on an almost daily basis. Flowers, a Man United teddy and a doctor Meerkat (his favourite) adorn the grave. A headstone will be erected in another 3 months when we have permission.
God bless you Ade, you were my best friend and I miss you xx

To those who have offered their unbiased love and support..I thank you.

We miss you every single day ... from Danita, James and Olivia

This is the attire you were suppose to wear on your 50th bash. As God will have it, it did not happen. Just trying to make people see what you would have looked like as designed by man. I still give thanks to God for your life bruv.

This is the face of one whose wound will be difficult to heal. I salute you my brother and hopefully we will meet again. Regards to mum, dad, and Mr Choi

That’s it Bayo. See you when I get there.

 It’s been my little token to honour and celebrate a great man. I have participated from over here, Enugu, Nigeria. Some audios, a few videos, etc.  You know we both shared this burning passion for music. Resounding praise to God for your beautiful life continues.

Goodbye Bayo. Zulike na ndokwa. Enjoy your Celestial Mansion; enjoy Celestial Vision; enjoy Celestial Music.  – It’s Celestine.

As revealed by a Jesuit priest, Fr Anthony de Melo, man does not have to search for happiness because happiness is always there - in every person. We feel unhappy sometimes because we focus on things in our lives that cause unhappiness at such times. Happiness is therefore blocked or covered or suspended or ignored at such times while focusing on the unhappy circumstances and situations. We become happy again, automatically, when our hearts come off an unhappy circumstance or situation.

It is like putting your set, which is playing sweet music, in the “mute” in order to attend to some other matters: the music does not stop playing but you are not hearing it.Removing the set from “mute” literally means to free the music so it takes you where your heart wants to go. 

Perhaps Bayo learnt this wisdom early enough  and that may be why he was always happy, bubbly and full of life. Of course he did meditate on the difficult circumstances of his life, the crises and all. To God be the glory he took the right decisions and was enabled to run his life with this excellent disposition, to astounding success.

Cat Stevens captured the meditation and decisions in “The Wind”. Few words saying volumes. Reflect on those lyrics.

Trying our hands on DJ work

In this Video

A story is told about life:

What nature essentially brings to life,

The nurture essentially needed for life;

For survival and ultimate victory in this life.

It seems this story is being told about life

With Dr Bayo Olujohungbe’s life.

Yes, In this Video

Nature‘s harshness is really at it’s worst:

Gloomy weather, rain storm, a terrifying tempest;

Danger, gloom, tricky terrain, no rest.

But nature’s elements, in a way, boosts the zest,

So the gifted voyagers power on and latch on, faith at it’s best;

To victory, a triumphant finish and a glorious rest.

Also, in this Video

Nature’s beauty is most extravagant

Exquisitely attractive sceneries, lovely and flamboyant

A beautiful gift from God, a most ornate pendant

Dangling gorgeously, to the eyes looking sweetly fragrant.

Even the elements command attraction, themselves looking radiant

The works of nature: awesome and extremely brilliant.

As in this Video

So ‘twas with you, our hero, in your most exemplary life.

Bayo, you defeated the wicked and dreadful elements in your life

The daunting ,intimidating Vicissitudes of that life.

 Not on the grotesque, rather on the picturesque, of nature and life,

You did focus, and powered on with faith and joy, giving the best to life.

Our dear brother Bayo, in your own terms you lived your great life.

Zulike na ndokwa.

Bayo you were such a wonderfull and easy going person. The whole of Shokunbi familly will miss you dearly. Friends of our God, though may pass away, but will never be forsaken ,all those asleep who in Gods memory stays, from death he will be awaken, if man should die, can he live again? YES. this is the promise from Jehovah God. I know for that Jehovah God will call the dead and will answer due to the hope of resurection we have.
What a wondefull promise from our heavenly father Jehovah God (Isaiah 25;8) Says He will actually swallow up death forever, and the suffering lord Jehovah will certainlly wipe the tears from all faces. And the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth for Jehovah himself has spoken it.

We have fond memories of our loving, generous brother-in-law and uncle and the many happy family times spent together.   In your 50 years you have impacted this world and your legacy will live on.

Your wife and children (our sister and auntie; nephew, niece and cousins) will never want for our love and support. We are proud that you were part of our family and will always keep your memory alive within it.

We continue to pray that Danita, James, Olivia and your family and friends will know God’s strength and perfect peace at this time.  Nadine, Alistair, Tiana and Keira – your family through marriage.

CALL MR. ROBESON: A life, with songs.
Written and Performed by Tayo Aluko, with Michael Conliffe, Piano
The Attic Theatre, Stratford-upon-Avon, May 29 – 31; June 2, 2013.

Greetings, and Welcome. Two young men have been giving us Nigerians as bad a name as it is possible for us to have. The Woolwich murderers have baffled everyone, including their families, by their actions, giving racist elements more reason to demand that we all go back to where we came from. A few of the promising young men I entered secondary school with in Lagos in 1973 are in this country, pursuing numerous respectable professions. One in particular became a consultant oncologist and haematologist in the NHS, but a glass ceiling prevented him from achieving his full potential here, so he went to Canada a few years ago, where his expertise was rightly acknowledged, and he flourished as a consultant and as an educator. He specialised in cancer and sickle cell - a blood disorder found mainly in African and some South Asian peoples, and condemns the majority of its sufferers to frequent episodes of excruciating pain and to death in childhood. As he was a sufferer himself, his special understanding of the subject and his brilliance led to him being highly respected in the UK and internationally for his academic and clinical work on sickle cell in particular. He once told me that as a sufferer, he didn’t expect to reach the age of fifty, and as with most of his opinions, he was sadly right, and died last Sunday, a week from his fiftieth birthday. Despite the conditions that drive so many of us Nigerians away from our home, and despite the obstacles put in his way here in the UK, Dr. Adebayo Olujohungbe got to the top of his profession and changed the lives of thousands around the world for the better. His short life mirrored that of Paul Robeson, who suffered as much resistance to doing good as it is possible for a human being to endure, but touched millions’ lives, and continues to inspire people to this day. If he were around now, he would probably be causing controversy by arguing that whilst we rightly condemn the actions on London’s streets last week, we should also condemn the killing of thousands of innocent people abroad, in our name. He would suggest that we should be pouring billions into caring, not killing. Adebayo Olujohungbe was a brilliant example of the potential that would be so unlocked, and I dedicate these performances to his memory. I hope you enjoy the show. 

With Ade's sister and friend's

Celebration of Life in Winnipeg on June 4

Celebration of Life at U of M, Winnipeg

Siki P...

When we met through my cousin; I could not believe someone could be so full of life; and especially with your jokes???

Sure, we made some moves in England when you got your first car; our friendship  continued where we left off but this time in Canada after a few years.  I still think of the time the three of us were together in the Renault cars.......

On this occasion, you have decided to take another journey at a young age but this one is just you alone; to the Almighty God and painfree. Sleep well my good friend.

Condolences from Yemi, Kemi and Philip.

Babajide

Will always remember you for your brilliance in primary school, your humbleness, respectful character, open minded right to the last time I saw you at Uni years ago.

RIP,

Fola (Sacred Heart Onireke Classmate), 

Eulogy to Adebayo Babajide Olujohungbe, from his classmates at University of Ibadan Medical School.

On behalf of the University of Ibadan Medical School Class of 1985, I would like to express our sympathy and condolences to the family of Adebayo Babajide Olujohungbe or “Siki P”, as he was fondly called.

Bayo would have been exactly 50 years and a day old today.

The proximity of his birthday to his death day makes his passing all the more painful and difficult to believe!

Bayo was a lot of things to a lot of people.

To us his classmates and friends, he was a colleague and the life of any party he found himself in.

There was never a dull moment with Bayo and even through all the difficulties he had to endure, he never let it weigh him down or those around him.

Bayo excelled in everything he set his mind to do. In medical school he went through the rigorous Ibadan medical school program, passing all his courses in flying colors.

After his internship at University College Hospital Ibadan, he proceeded to the United Kingdom where he shone brilliantly in the field of Internal Medicine and pathology. In so doing he used his skills to fight the ailment that plagued him both on a personal and a professional front. His string of successes was not limited to hematology and pathology. He went on to acquire higher degrees in internal medicine, finishing with the prestigious fellowship of the Royal College of Physicians of England.

He would continue on the same path of excellence here in Canada, where he made an early and very favorable impression on the staff at CancerCare, Manitoba.

But perhaps, his most enduring quality was the ease with which he related to those around him.

We all remember him vividly at our last class reunion at Center Parcs in Suffolk England three years ago.

His infectious laughter and gregarious spirit endeared him to everyone around him.

He was also easily the best dressed among us!

As a family man, Bayo was no less accomplished and the numerous tributes and accolades that have been heaped on him by close family members serve to illustrate his devotion to those closest to him.

And yet this selflessness was not reserved for family alone.

In fact a few weeks before his death, he was in England to support and be with another friend, who himself was dying of cancer.

We have so many, many memories of Bayo!

And now that he is gone, it is these memories that must fortify us and help us get through the pains of losing him.

We will keep him in our thoughts and learn from his qualities as we hope to reunite with him again someday.

Thank you

Authored by Chinyere Obasi, MD, FRCS (Class of 1985- Ibadan College of Medicine)

For my friend, Dr. Adebayo “Bayuse” Olujohungbe

Forty-five years ago, you welcomed my parents to this historic Canadian City. Forty years later, you welcomed our dear friend, Dr. Ade, too. Only 9 months ago, you welcomed me to Winnipeg, a city I had heard so much about from my parents.

During that visit, I was blessed to spend 3 wonderful days with Ade, my Canadian colleagues, and my parents’ friends.

Ade and I reminisced about our childhood in Nigeria, our careers, our families, our friends, our children and our hopes for the future. He told me how excited he was about this career move from the UK to Winnipeg and how he wanted to make a difference in the lives of patients with hemoglobinopathies and myeloma. We also talked about his personal struggle with Sickle Cell Anemia. I encouraged him to be strong and to continue the good fight.

Despite his extremely busy work schedule, he found time to show me around the city. We visited Assiniboine Park, Winnie-the-Pooh Gallery, and other Winnipeg attractions.

What impressed me the most was his warmth, his engaging and lively personality, and not least his dress style. He looked young and vibrant and I was proud that, once again, I have a connection to Winnipeg. He promised to come visit me in Dallas and I was looking forward to that visit.

I am thankful for those memorable three days in September that I spent with Ade – my dear friend, my brother, and my esteemed colleague.

We miss you dearly but I am comforted that you are in God’s loving arms.

Thank you Winnipeg, thank you University of Manitoba, thank you CancerCare Manitoba.

Patrick Olomu, MD, FRCA

R.I.P. Bro

From everything I've read you made the best of what life dealt you. You played a part in shaping the man I've become today, even if you didn't know it. You introduced me to my first Cologne and my first real watch (which came off your very own hands  at our fathers funeral), I was probably too young to own such by standards a lot of families in our culture would set.
It hurts me that these childhood memories are all I have to hang on to. Why our communication ceased, I probably would never hear your truth on this. All I hoped for was the opportunity at God's appointed time to get this answered.
My condolences to your wife and kids, and in the least of things, they would always be in my prayers.

Your passing is taking a toll on me..........still can't believe you are gone.

I just want you to know that you were always luv'd even when I couldn't show it.

Adieu                   

Ade, the love of my life 

We shared 22 incredible years together and although we sometimes got things wrong we also shared so many wonderful times together, times which will remain between a husband and a wife. I thank God for you and for blessing me with the amazing gift of your children, James and Olivia. I promise you that I will love and cherish them for both of us, for as long as I live.

You told me in your last email to me that you knew I would 'cover all bases as far as the kids were concerned'  and that it 'reassured' you. You told me that the kids and I were foremost in your mind and it blesses my soul to know this. We can't imagine life without you. You were a special man and I believe that I am the luckiest girl on the planet to have been chosen to be the one to be charged with having your children.

Today you would be 50 and I send you all my love and sing happy birthday to you, as always. I am so happy that we settled our differences and that the last words we spoke to each other face to face were to confirm our love for one another. I thank God for that and I thank God for your life.

My darling, beautiful husband, rest in eternal peace. I love you with all my heart, and I promise that our children will foreve be reminded of their devoted and exceptional father

God bless and keep you in his care for ever

Your wife

Danita xxxxxxxx

What a selfless man ! A man that was so selfless he never let on that he was fighting his own "battle"!! We were so blessed to have this unique, loving, devoted man in our lives. He was not only a doctor to us, we considered him a friend. He treated mom & us like we were family. We know he treated all his patients as if they were family. He was "plugged in" & listened to our concerns & faught hard for all his patients & us. 

His passing is so surreal & left all who knew him, & loved him, with such heavy hearts. The only explanation I can think of is that God needed him. His passing  will leave a huge void in all our lives. We thank God for "gifting" him to us, although for too short  a time :(

To his children; James & Olivia, your dad was so proud of you. Continue making him proud & remember the precious memories you have with him. May they bring you some peace in your hearts.

To his family; After meeting you on Thursday, I see why he loved you all so much & why he was so proud of you! What a fine example you all are as Christians & what God intended family to "act like", look like & feel like  :)

To his "team" at Cancer care, & all his colleagues; We know how proud he was to be working side by side with such an incredible, loyal, devoted, caring group of people. Continuing making him proud & let's fight harder, together, in his honor.  

May God  comfort, & wrap his arms around, all who mourn the loss of this precious man. Rest in peace Dr Ade. God has you now.

Maggie Leask,Kera, Nori & family xxoo

 

Babajide was the name i recall way back in the early 60 in ibadan. I really never got used the other names cos my relationship with Babajide was very early before the emergence of Bayo, Sikky, Various etc. He will always be Babajide to me. Babajide was younger but my friend. He was my sister, Tola's class mate in sacred heart school Onireke, ibadan. What stood babajide out was his academic brilliance also soft and cool looking. He was always first in his class (this is the only persn i can acutally confirm his story of "I was always first in class).To babajide's kids your dad was always first, i can conform that to you. However this particular term (Pry 2 or 3) my sister, Tola beat Babajide to the first position and this didnt go down well with babajide. How can a girl beat him in class? He cried most of the hols (i just couldnt understand and wondered what was wrong in being 2nd position anyways, my 10th position was ok for me sha ). He promised his parents and everybody who cared to listen that would NEVER happen again and Bbajide kept his promise, my sister never came first after that term, Bababjide made sure of that. When we met in Med school in U.I, Babajide was too yoppie and ra re for a Med student. That was the era of Sikky and Various and i just wondered how he could combine his hyper social life and academics. He did and did it too well too. The world has lost a gem in this young man called babajide Olujungbe. i have come back to this memorial site everyday for the last 3 days to see Babajide as i cant bring myself to believe Babajide's gone too soon, and i wont be meeting hm again in this world. Go well, babajide as i bid you farewell, its well with you, my friend, my brother.   Agbon.

Bayooooooooooooo
Sikkkkkkkkkkkkkky Pooookerrrrrrrrr

I knew Bayo when we were 9-12 yrs old, "always had a electrifying smile on his face" Our dads were friends," the christ school connection" we always met on holidays in Akure+Ibadan,we were boys!! we controlled the Akure and Ibadan limelite, we met again in London Bayo lived in Middlesex, l lived in St Johns London NW, he was full of humor, smiles, you would not fault Bayo  until he got sick, My 1st real service to mankind was to carry Bayo on my back in London to hospital despite being obviously very ill and in severe pain he still had 1 or 2 jokes for me and he would say "mite" [mate] - get Kolapo Solesi d party is n the hospital this weekend - just pray for me, God is in control, he was always very determined to beat sickle cell anaemia with a smile on his face.He had this green Renault, he would tosh the keys to me and say just pack the car in the hospital carpark or drive it to my house, and bring me rice and peepee soup.
My dear friend l was expecting to see you this summer - your smile l shall see no more,Tears+Tears =Yes l cry for the thought of it, Sikky Pokker !! Bayo you are gone so soon,but the memory of you and your smile would keep me smiling, l will keep you in my mind as a friend who loved life, liked to be with his friends with integrity and trust, served mankind using self as an experiment regardless, a service to fatherland: Akure Ibadan London USA Canada you would be missed, a genius - a smile gone. Waoooooh.
Why .................God knows best



Sikky Pokker Sikky Sikky Pokker
Sikky Pokker
SIKKY SIKKY 
Sikky Pokker ok OK
SiKKY SIKKY SIKKY 

You mean you are going to Bed Early............ for Real 

Waoh !!!

Good Nite My Dear Friend "I am not afraid no more" we shall meet again you finished strong.

We Thank God for your life.

I pray for the family you left behind your Wife, Children and the Olujohungbe family for strenght to hanlde the grieving process and internal peace.

Rest in peace

Your Good friend - Toks Kunle Fasalojo
 

Loved working with Dr. Ade. Kind, caring and intelligent gentleman. I was shocked to hear the news. we are all going to miss you. Rest in peace.

 

Unknown to many, I Folayan Osekita gave Bayo that nickname in 1973 in our class form 1Alpha! I gave him a few which only those of us very close to him use every so often! Sicky Panther; Agama agama; Odd jobs; Old Joe! Funny, smart, clever, brilliant, cunning, exuberant, full of life & always laughing! Even when he tried to be serious & frank & tried a frown, Bayo would burst out laughing so much as to make those of you around reel with laughter! Bayo loved life & lived it the best he knew how to! He made the very best of every opportunity that came his way! Bayo & I attended for Govt College Ibadan interview together (that was where we met first) & we got admission together but Bayo disappeared. I later found out that King's College Lagos offered me admission; so off I went! Day one! After lunch, all in boarding house proceeded to "rest period". It was on the way that I saw Bayo; my brother/friend! Both very excitedly exchanged greetings & proceeded to commit an offence which earned us an imposition fron the then Vice School Captain, I believe his first name was Chris Ijezie (nicknamed Ozobolo)! We had only peed out thru the low level classroom window (at Bayo's suggestion of course)! The senior boy my mother handed me over to before she went back home that day was the one who happened by just as we peed excitedly through the window! My day ONE! Our pleas for leniency fell on deaf ears! I must learn never to urinate outside through the classroom window again! Only 1,000 times!!! Bayo was known as a sickler but he lived life to the full and was capable of a diversity of escapades like any other students. Bayo lost his dear mother when we were in like class 2 or something! He took it within his strides with great and admirable courage. He never let it bother him realy. When we talked about this, he was absolutely pragmatic and let go and moved on with life and am sure some of our mates would probably not even remember this. Bayo had a knack of not letting anything stop him at all! Bayo's nails, fingers and eyes were always kind of permanently yellow and I would ask him if he was well and he would mostly say yes and when he wasn't very well he would tell me so but that he'd be fine! When I had simple malaria, I didn't cope as well as Bayo did with sickle cell anaemia! One thing I cannot but mention was how many times he would insist on studying (& not just for exams; but he took his studies very seriously indeed) despite being obviously very ill and in severe pain, sometimes shivering! Bayo would insist on studying! You could see the sheer determination in his eyes and very being! Bayo refused to allow sickle cell anaemia to stop him. NEVER! That he eventually became a specialist in that field and cancer too is full testament to his determination to succeed against all odds! There is more I want to say like I knew Bayo would have loved to be a sportsman but for his health in school; yet, he made the most of his total life! Oh Bayo! You've always made me so proud! What joy must be in the hearts of your wife and children today for the priviledge of having shared your life! Good Lord! Thank You! I can confidently say that Bayo came, saw & conquered even in death, my brother, my friend & co-worker, Adebayo Babajide Olujohungbe looms large!!! Sleep well Bayo; yours is one peace well earned/deserved. I'm sure you will find Favour with Christ Jesus on that Day! Rest sweetly, eternally, in perfect peace & harmony!!!

We grew up together in Akure. He was a role model, very intelligent and smart. He was one of those local guys that influenced my decision and resolve to study medicine. An accomplished clinician who touched so many lives.

May the good Lord comfort and console your loved ones. Akure has lost a great son. RIP bro.

Bayo and Patrick Olomu having dinner at a restaurant in Winnipeg, Canada during Patrick's visit to Winnipeg in September 2012.

These photos were taken at Demola's Wedding in 2010 and it was a very good opportunity for a lot of mutual friends who hadn't seen each other in years to catch up. Sadly that was the last time I saw Bayo.

These photos were taken at Demola's Wedding in 2010 and it was a very good opportunity for a lot of mutual friends who hadn't seen each other in years to catch up. Sadly that was the last time I saw Bayo.

These photos were taken at Demola's Wedding in 2010 and it was a very good opportunity for a lot of mutual friends who hadn't seen each other in years to catch up. Sadly that was the last time I saw Bayo.

You came, you saw,you conquered. RIP Bayo.