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May 28, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

UNIVERSITY OF IBADAN DAYS AND LASTING FRIENDSHIP


Tunde and I met in September 1966 at the University of Ibadan as undergraduates in the Faculty of Agriculture. 

He certainly was a striking personality that could not be lost in a crowd. 

He was a very active student and his deep guttural voice gave him away at any gathering. 

We explored the deep corners of the campus together and really knew where to get good local food on the campus. In our first year together, Tunde was one of the students who stood out academically and he opted to specialise in Agricultural Biochemistry and Nutrition, a discipline he went on to obtain his Doctorate in. Lambard Babatunde Fetuga, or Lambardi, as we used to call him, was a focused and gifted individual. He did not have to burn the long 'mid-night oil'. His memory was sharp and his retention very good. He was intelligent and assertive. Lambardi was not all brains alone, he enjoyed life too. 

We belonged to the NUCLEUS Society of the University then. This was an elitist club for students who were "stylish and classy". We threw unique parties in the "FOREST" created right inside the Trenchard Hall. Invitation to membership of this society was by introduction. We held colourful private parties that was the envy of other students. 

Lambardi and I were not in the same Hall of residence, but we spent a lot of time 'in another Hall, Queen's Hall, residence of Ronke, Tunde's love. This Hall was almost second home to us. 

We graduated together in June 1969. Our graduating class, had a record of 2 (two ) First Class Graduands. Tunde was one of the two. He was a man of excellence and he went on to become one of the youngest professors in the University of Ibadan. 

Tunde left academics and migrated' into the world of commerce through one of the big Pharmaceutical Companies. There he led in the development and of an Infant Feed formulation and its production. 

Tunde was a committed father and he remained close to his children till his death.
Vicissitude of life set in the last few years his life. This led to degeneration of his health and consequent withdrawal from active public life. 

In spite of these setbacks, Tunde held his head high and was strongly supported by his children. He kept in close contact with his friends as he continued to send me daily devotional readings and meditation. The last time I was with him in Ijebu-Ode a few months back he was in top spirit. 

We miss our once ebullient and vibrant Lambardi may his soul rest in peace. 

We his friends from University of Ibadan days wish Ronke and the children - Oyinkan, Babajide (my Godson) and Gbenga God's protection, provision and favour. 
God bless you all.

Muyiwa Onabolu


May 28, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

THIS HEART OF FLESH ... A PANORAMC VIEW

-Dr, Kofi Bassento Ikpeme
My friend, my brother, a shining star goes home. 
Da,you arrived on earth as a gift to your parents and humanity. When the angels /Stars were not ready to herald you to the firmament, GOD in his wisdom intervened and received you graciously to his bosom for He decides as per the time and place. 
It all started over sixty years ago in Duke Town Primary School in Calabar where we met as kids. Instantaneously we became very friendly ending up more as brothers. This was during the time of MR. Mkpanam, the dreaded teacher who terrorised the pupils in Duke Town Primary School whoever passed through his class with his array of canes for caning us to instill fear, hardwork and progress as we matured steadily. His overbearing attitude paved the way for brighter future for his pupils. Bless you Mkpanam! 
We later met in King's College in 1959. That was where and when we also met the third musketeer George Nwabukwu (Aroughy Sailor). We were very good friends and brothers in childhood crimes in King's College. The Almighty Hyde Johnson House "gelled" us after the Salt and Water expo. We broke bounds religiously, landing in the Principal's House with no qualms. When our escapades got out of control, the Principal- Mr. P. H. Davis decided to send for my father preparatory for my expulsion from K'C. Since I was the numero uno' culprit of the three musketeers. My old man arrived in Lagos to discuss my fate with Mr. Davis. Before leaving Lagos back to Calabar my old man invited the two of us Lambardo / Bassento to where he stayed in Lagos for serious reprimanding. He looked at us for over two minutes and came out with the mother-of questions. Facing me he asked, between both of you who is spoiling the other? I remained very quiet and he turned and asked Tunde and asked the same question. He also remained quiet. Concurrently we promised to be of good behaviour henceforth. Did we change? Well!
 We had all sort soft rick sup our sleeves. Using the cadet unit bags, we formed dummies on our beds in preparation to leave the compound to Obalende for night clubbing. On this particular night unfortunately, Mr. Koko the Senior Boarding House Master under the cover of darkness was lurking near the wall on Catholic Mission Street, he caught and held onto my right ankle as I was about to jump over the wall. The others disappeared back to the dormitory. The next day we were in the Principal's house for serious reprimanding. 
He met and later married Ranke the mother of their wonderful children. He left for Cornell University in America, came back to U. I. And continued in the Department of Animal Science where he built a formidable reputation for himself. Few years later he was elevated to the level of a professor in the same department, the youngest in his time in the University based on his intellectual input and hardwork. Dissatisfied with the happenings in the University after awhile, he left to join one of the big Multinational Pharmaceutical companies in Nigeria. 
Lambardo's mother, mother in a million played a her culean part in his life. She made sure my friend lacked nothing. She sacrificed a lot to see him through every stage in his life. They were very close and cared for each other marvelously. During our days in K. C. after all said and done we will end up in her house in Surulere for food and a roof over our heads. In time of trouble, we will crawl to her place for refuge. On seeing us the first question will be, what have you done this time? We will answer together; we are hungry Mma! The mother in her gave us the needed strength and encouragement to continue as per-our studies and our escapades. We thank God that Nigeria was then quite safe. Health hazards (HIV etc) cultism and security never made headlines during our time in the College / University. Today it is a different ball game, Lambardo (Obioyam) was strong and fit physically using this attribute to terrorize any who dared him especially in the hockey field. He was extremely sharp and brilliant coming out with top grades in diverse situations. He was however overwhelmingly emotional in persons and time, for I cannot forget the day he came visiting after the death of my wife. Tunde wept from the moment he set his eye son me till he got back to his car. In the same vein he protected the weaker members of the society, male or female. 
This great and brilliant journey started seventy-four years ago. For reasons best known to nature Lambardo started having medical issues later in life affecting his health adversely. He tried very hard to maintain status quo until when the body could not stand the impact of illness he slept in the Lord on 20th April, 2019. 
FLOREAT COLLEGIUM 
We will all miss you my dear friend, my brother. 
May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace.

May 28, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

FROM COLLEGE, TO INGOTS AND THE TRIPARTITE GROUP 

THE JOY OF CAMARADERIE
King's College is the Premier Federal Government Institution in Nigeria. Established in 1909.
Other schools existed before then, even in Lagos, like CMS Grammar school which was established by Bishop Ajayi Crowther. However, Kings College prides herself as the best, and rightly so too. Drawing the brightest and the best brains through entrance examinations open to all children in Nigeria. This practice brought up a set of boys in 1959 when the college was 50 years old, as the College celebrated its Golden Jubilee. They were joined by those who came in for Higher School Certificate (HSC) in 1964. These 78 boys are together today, men that have remained bonded together as a golden block and as claimed adopted a name Golden Ingot as they consider themselves as solid as a block or as ingot to be molded. Babatunde Lambardo Fetuga belongs to this block. He was from beginning a chip in the block.
Everyone in the class tolerated, accepted and defended one another. The beauty of being in King's College shone through all. Each student was brought up not to question the place of origin in this myriad of ethnic nationalities constituting our great country Nigeria. That is the bedrock unknowingly to us, the basis of our unity and brotherhood till date. So also the unimportance attached to your religious upbringing and practices. For we all are brothers with a common debt.
Everyone had a nickname and dared not object to it, we extended nicknames to even our teachers. The most hilarious was our distinguished statesman, who was ever perfectly and admiringly dressed, impeccable in culture and carriage, fatherly and with a commanding personalit, Mr. Agiobu-Kemmer, we called him "Carica Papaya" He was our Botany teacher. The name sounded authoritative and distinguished yet that botanical name is a plant in English, guess what - Pawpaw. Another of our suave, savvy teacher we called him "Species".
Indeed, Lombardo it was, who nicknamed me "Moving Jacket - Moving J". Because my School white coat was sewn by the tailor which after washing, had turned to almost a waistcoat flying in the air as I moved around the class disturbing and making noise. They will still call me that name 45 years thereafter and even now that I am a grandfather, my children are now proud to form a company with the name.
College days were good. A truly Federal Institution, Federated by the founding fathers which needed and still needs no restructuring. Those of us who joined from the North, knew no one else as being anything but Nigerian. As HSC students we were called "Up School Boys". Referring to us as not being classically polished to Etonian or Oxford standard level of Aristocratic British gentlemen. That was the training King's College was and is still giving to the students since all KCOBs are expected to be technocrats that will move Nigeria forward above all. However, in order to remove the coarseness and rustic nature from us, we had to go through that initiation where you performed on stage under the watchful eyes of the School Captain. In my time, Ayo Kekere-Ekun. Irrespective of your performance you drank to the shout of “brine, brine …..!” It sealed brotherhood. Trust Lambardo, he was at the thick of it. In other College incidences, we joined in the fleeting pleasure of moments, when after breakfast each morning, before dashing to class, we went on sightseeing by “Hyde J” House to see girls passing to work from Igbosere Street toward Broad Street. We named the place “Miami Beach”. Strictly, there were no derogatory comments by us on passersby but lots of fun as we entertained ourselves by remarks, on the ladies gaits and looks, made by the likes of Lawal – a.k.a De Gaulle, Nwafor, etc.
Memories of evening meetings of the Thinkers Club at our teacher's flat, Mr. Miners, were all unforgettable and have formed long lasting training as we discussed philosophers like Bertrand Russell, Karl Max, George Wilhelm and Emmanuel Kant. Needless to say, I always looked forward to the British tea and gingers biscuits.
Schooling at King's College and "nurtured in her classroom from our early youth" bound adults together to seek each other to form the Golden Ingots. Quoting Bukar Usman in his King's College Lagos Old Boys description, "Venerable Oluwagbemiga Onayemi explained that: At an early stage of collating names of 1959/63/65 class boys and holding meetings some time in 1974 or so, I came across the word INGOT a block of steel, gold, silver or other metal. I suggested that our set name be coined from this word, since we were admitted in 1959, the golden (50th) anniversary of King's college. This was discussed and the name GOLDEN INGOTS was adopted. Individually or as a group we consider ourselves solid as a block. 
Permit me a few moments in self adulation which KCOBs are not known for. This class of Boys have produced amazing talents and breakthroughs. We have a Bishop and Venerable Odubogun and Onayemi respectively, who became these after making a success of their earlier vocations. Chartered accountants in innumerable numbers like Taju Habib, Onayemi or even Sagua who chartered ACCA within 2 years of leaving King's College. Bankers like Dennis Odife. He established and owned Centre Point Merchant Bank, Industrialists like Akinpelu and Aiyedehin, Medical Doctors, so many as if King's College was set up to produce Doctors. Giwa-Osagie chaired the establishment of the nations foremost pride - National Hospital, Abuja, Veterinary Doctors like Ayivor and my humble self , Linguists and Presidential interpreters like Wisdom Baiye. "Engineers-to-rnoye" like Onabolu, permanent secretaries like Bukar Usman and Ipinlaiye, Vice Chancellor and Professors as if all ingots are Professors - Ake'nova, Dabiri, Egbunike, Atinmo, Adebiyi, Giwa Osagie, Smith, Suleman ete. Here comes in Lombardo Fetuga. In a Eulogy by Ray Bally Adewale Balogun, he writes "To S;3y Tunde was brilliant is an understatement. In fact, I used to joke with him here in Ijebu Ode that like Einstein, he should will his brain for preservation by the public after reaching the ripe age of95 like his late mum!! Tunde was the youngest Dean of postgraduate school, University of Ibadan" 
. Fetuga was a pillar in the Ingot family for 10 years and more, he hosted the Ingots' annual get together. He only stopped when he moved to Ijebu Ode. These get-togethers were so cherished by all the ingots who could make it. It was a forum to remember things of old. It was a call to be answered every year. And we take it that when the call is made all must answer HERE. The Ingots set must be one of the most active sets of KCOB. 
Other class sets were formed within the KCOB. The Independence boys were the intake of 1960-64-66 set. Like all King's men they are a formidable highly successful people. They meet regularly just like other sets. Within them are Doctors, Lawyers, Senators and Professionals of high repute. Prior to these two sets are the Great Republican set (1958-62-64). Without repeating the obvious, they are men who have contributed immensely to this nation in a wide variety of vocations from the usual high flying professions of Medicine, Engineering, Law; to International Diplomacy, Military General, Administration and Politics. 
Tripartite group: The 3 subgroups formed a tripartite group in 2012 following successful joint meetings in 2011 with some of its objectives being to promote and foster interactions amongst members. It has a total membership of some 200 out of which 57 have passed on. There are three co- coordinators, one from each set - Femi Adegoke, Ayo. KekereEkun and Busuyi Onabolu for Independence, Great Republicans and Ingots respectively. 
Once again Lombardo was a pillar and promoter of these Camaraderie and ideals. This ebullient man, this self assured and innovative man, came to lay his feet on the sand of time and make a mark in people's life. Permit me to say how Lombardo personally affected me. He became a Professor at the age of 32. Which is ranking along with Giants like General Yakubu Gowon who became a Head of State at about that same age. When he came as an external examiner to Ahmadu Bello University, to my faculty, I asked him, how did you do it? He waved it off as if it were a non-issue. He asked me to liaise with him and there started my mentorship by him. Ladies and gentleman, under the tutelage of Lambardo Babatunde Fetuga, with his inspiration and goading, I produced scientific publications such that within a few years I too became a Professor at 38 years of age. Still a far cry from 32. Such was the man of honour, an inventor, a genius, a hard worker, a man who we celebrate today. A sustainer of the Joy of Camaraderie. 
Let me end by quoting the G- Poet our quintessential Poet George Amadi. 
Ringing out for solace George Amadi
Bells in our hearts 
We who mourn, 
From us plucked a gem 
Rare, out loud solace rings 
Not a few hands 
Wrings 
Our hope for mercy on wings. The moment it filtered 
Man of simplicity 
Gone sooner 
Than expected 
Pain unknown 
Inflicted, tears our 
Fears-muffled 
Disbelief a anguish hid 
Gone to his rest, dear one 
From this wicked 
World 
On Eternal father's 
Bosom to land 
Hope and pray we fervently do 
If our request granted gets 
We can only but win 
#G Poet
Thank you for listening 
HRH Prof. Olugbemiro Akerejola KCOB

May 28, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

MORE… THAN A CLASSMATE AND FRIEND

BY: GEORGE F. NWABUKWU, CPA
It was in 1958, 61 years ago, when I met Tunde my friend, on the Kings College Campus. We had both been invited to interview for positions in the class of 1959. That was when the merit system existed and the admission process was fairly administered. Tunde and I were successfully admitted and so were inducted into the class of 1959" The Golden Ingots". 
We have been brothers/friends since then. While in school, Tunde introduced me to the glitz and glamour of city life. I came in from the North, and he was the street smart city boy who taught me how to navigate the streets of Lagos. Fortunately both of us were housed in Hyde-Johnson House dormitory and that helped build an even closer relationship between us. 
Tunde was a studious and focused student. When there was imminent class test, he would study into mid-night at the risk of an imposition from the house prefects or the house master. He was fiercely competitive and well-motivated and all of this translated into a culture of success in all that he did. 
Let's get to the social outlook of the man Tunde. He believed that no other living man was as good looking as he was. He was so vain that we always reminded him to look at his shadow to compensate for the absence of a reflecting mirror to toast his ego. We went to more parties than I cared to remember on Saturdays and sometimes Sunday evenings too. Hyde Johnson House provided the best gateway to the city and I will leave it at that. With all this hard partying, Tunde would come back and hit the books. His school work took precedence over everything else. He was one guy who exemplified the perfect balance between partying hard and maintaining his academic focus. We cemented our friendship and went everywhere together. We would visit with his family and mine. Considering his devotion and commitment to his studies, it was no surprise to anyone that Tunde earned the distinction of being the youngest Professor at the University of Ibadan.
 After I travelled to the USA, Tunde, Kofi Bassento and I exchanged visits. Tunde earned-a sabbatical to Cornell University, Ithaca, NY and of course I visited with him and vice versa. After he left The University of Ibadan, he was appointed Managing Director of a company in Apapa, and he hosted my family on several occasions and whenever I visited Nigeria, I made it a point to spend a lot of time with him. When he lost his mum, he felt a tremendous void in his life but his drive and determination, family and good friends and his relationship with God helped him overcome that. 
I write this short tribute today not to mourn my friend and brother but instead to celebrate his life. Tunde suffered debilitating health issues for the past few years. We communicated frequently when he was in India trying to regain his health. My deepest regret was that I promised him a visit in Ijebu- Ode where he relocated in the past year or so. Unfortunately, I did not make the visit. He was very disappointed and so I promised to make it up to him sometime this summer. Alas, I did not know that another opportunity to be with my great pal would not present itself again. 
Tunde, you did it all and you have left a legacy of academic successes. You also achieved the highest executive position in your career, you travelled the world over and you partied hard. 
To Ronke, Oyinka, Jide and Gbenga, I join you in mourning the passing of a great man. To our KCOB community, thank you for acknowledging a great and successful "old boy". He lived life to the fullest.
At 74 he surpassed the biblical three score and 10 years of living and even though his departure is painful, we accept it and will forever remember him gloriously.

May 28, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE

FETUGA, BABATUNDE LOMBARDO: THE ACADEMIC, THE PROFESSOR,
 THE DEAN

Professor Babatunde Lombardo Fetuga bestrode several spheres of life like a colossus. He did this diligently, selflessly, proactively, and therefore excellently. We are said to be what we repeatedly do. For him, excellence was not an act, but a habit. Excellence was not a skill, it was an attitude that became a way of life. It is pertinent to highlight three of the numerous cloaks he donned; as an academic, a professor and a Dean, in order to get a better perspective of the totality of this fine gentleman. 

I first met Lombardo at King's College, Lagos in 1959. Even at that time, we knew he was a brilliant student because he came in on a full Government scholarship due to his excellent performance in the national entrance examination. He did not rest on his oars as attested to by his results in the Cambridge Higher School Certificate examinations. 

No one should teach who is not in love with teaching. (Margaret Sangster) 
Teachers teach more by what they are than by what they say. (Anonymous) 
Good teachers are the reason why ordinary students dream to do extraordinary things. 

THE ACADEMIC: Lombardo studied Agricultural Biochemistry and Nutrition at the Department of Animal Science, University of lbadan from 1966-1969, graduating with a First Class honours degree. He was a postgraduate student,1969-1972, and later became a Lecturer in Nutritional Biochemistry and Animal Nutrition at the same University of  lbadan from 1972-1975. He systematically climbed the academic ladder from a lecturer (1972-1975) in Nutritional Biochemistry and Animal Nutrition, to senior Lecturer 1975-1977 to the apex of his career as c Professor in 1977 at the age of 32 years. He thus laid a record, which to date remains unbroken that academic laurel of professorship at such a tender age. He was a Visiting Scientist at lvy League: 
Cornell University, Ithaca, New York, from1976to 1977. ' 

THE PROFESSOR: Lombardo continued his brilliant, erudite and visible career path at the University, teaching, mentoring and nurturing other minds, both brilliant and otherwise, achieve their academic dreams and goals.
 
Nothing has such power to broaden the mind as the ability to investigate systematically and truthfully all that comes under thy observation in life (Marcus Aurelius) Writing the perfect paper is a lot like a military operation. It takes discipline, foresight, research strategy, and, if done right, ends in total victory (Ryan Holiday) 
Lombardo was an excellent lecturer and prolific researcher and writer, going by the number publications he had, individually and in collaboration with others. At the last count, he had to hi: credit 172 scientific articles in national and international learned journals. His research focus cohered the interaction and interdependence between plants/crops, animal: and ultimately, man. It boiled down to the enhancement, continuity and sustainability of the foot chain: for the preservation and optimal utilization of nature's gifts to man. His energy was focused on positively productive research that is impacting life through improved animal husbandry, food and other agricultural production. 

He proved that the link between town and gown; between the ivory tower of academia am research and the practicalities of everyday reality is inseparable. Research must be put to good practical use in the society so that the results of our long hours of labour will impact and effect positive changes in our socio-economic and political lives. 

In his own way, he ensured the synergy between town and gown with his foray into the production sector. He was the Nutrition and Agricultural Adviser for Glaxo Nigeria Ltd and the Managing Director of Nucleus Farm Products Ltd. He brought his academic knowledge to bear on the processes in these places in innovative ways. The results, most of us know, were quite commendable. 

The challenge of leadership is to 
Be strong, but not rude; 
Be kind, but not weak; 
Be bold, but not bully; 
Be thoughtful, but not lazy; 
Be humble, but not timid; 
Be proud, but not arrogant; 
Have humor, but without folly. (Jim Rohn) 
.. 
THE DEAN: Lombardo possessed all these attributes. He was not only a leading light in academic affairs; he was a thoroughbred Administrator and leader .He was elected Dean of Postgraduate School, University of Ibadan in 1980 and served up to 1984. The PG School is managed by its Board and its Executive Committee. The Dean heads the management team. Lombardo therefore had a huge responsibility handed over to him. Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown, but as usual, he performed excellently. He ensured- the same excellence and credibility in the University's postgraduate programmes, training and development. His academic and administrative acumen, coupled with his people-friendly approach and foresight inevitably made him become the Chairman, Committee of Deans, UI, in1983 to 1984.  

Lombardo was synonymous with scholarship, leadership, character and service. The synergy of these made him a fine academic, an effective administrator, a simple, humane and caring individual of national and international repute. 

Perfection is not attainable, but if we consistently aim for perfection, we can attain excellence. However, excellence is a way of life, a continuous process. It is never an accident. As John Quincy Adams opined, 'if your actions inspire others to dream more, learn more, do more and become more, you are a leader.' 

I affirm that Professor Babatunde Lambardo Fetuga consistently aimed for perfection and he attained excellence. He inspired others to become more than their potentials and dreams. In this, he was truly a leader. 

Prof Babatunde Lombardo Fetuga was a: 
Member, Association for the Advancement of Agricultural Sciences in Africa 
Member, American Society of Animal Science 
Member, American Society for the Advancement of Science 
Member, Royal Commonwealth Society 
Listed in the Who is Who Global Register 
On the list of Eminent Nigerians listed by the Biographical Legacy and Research Foundation 
(BLERF) bttps./ /blerf.org 
Adieu Lombardo, Take your rest in perfect peace 

PROF. TOLA ATINMO FAS 
UNIVERSITY OF IBADAN.

May 27, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

Obioyam, My memories of you are indelible. My understanding of who you were became clearer after I had left KC. The memories of you were indelible Ewure  found Obioyam truhful always , frank and hard yet underneath compassionate. I learnt from you that always jotting , copiously,was a good aide to learning. Your intolerance for pretence was remarkable. Your passion for  excellence and firm conviction on   ethical matters, were admirable even at our young age., Furthermore, it was from you that I learned that  ,for young boys, insisting on making COPIOUS notes in class was a virtue.  I  also remember well your role as a stubborn  defender in our hockey  team. Obioyam, Ewure will always remember you. 


DIPO FASHINA

As we were 




May 27, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

A tribute to a friend and brother Prof babatunde lombard Fetuga.


It makes me especially  sad that i am unable to be present at the Commemorative Activity for our dear Lombardo.
At kings college throughout his years there he gave a deceptive impression  of being carefree and eady going to thise who didnot see beyond the external show.his fashion trends  with george nwabuikwu and bassento ikpeme.the super tight trousers,unmisable hair style  and with it clothes.if you studied him more you noticed his seriousness about his work  as he got more senior.he did well in his studies and was also an outstanding Actor in School plays.his memory was prolific maybe rivalled by that of DrLani Sogbetun.he could recite a whole chapter of a play without error.he was an adventurous and fearless person.these  combination of high intellect yet casual mien made him very popular in Hyde Johnsons house, in his class  and school.he was an overwhelming choice as Prefect and House Captain of Hyde Johnsons House.here was a person who would readily be classified as a rebel being made a Leader by ov erwhelming support of his contemporaries.he played hockey as a ferocious defender in the college hockey team and for his House.when fetuga wielded his hockey stick the opposing player had better  quickly pass the ball to another player or be ready for a crunching attack.boysie ayivor our Harmans House and College centre forward knew how to deal with fetuga on the pitch.lombardo was a player youd rather have on your side. with Lombardo ,lanre Smith, ayivor,akenova,myself  always together in the College Hockey team Kings had a formidable team in 1965.we were all given Full colours for hockey.
Among the Prefects he was a strong voice for fairness.his deep bass voice was listened to very carefully.he stood by his word and the joint decisions.i once told him in later years that he was like a poacher who had become a game keeper  but still remembered his colleagues of your.his arguments were incisive.in class he was the King of Botany.after Kings College he went to University of ibadan and graduated First Class honours  ,cruised through his Msc and Phd in record time.he was the diamond star pupil of the legendary Professor Oyenuga.he set records in the qualty an d numbers of publications in Poultry science.he became the youngest Full Professor in a Science at the university of Ibadan  and then Post grafuate Dean while in his mid thirties.this was a record achievement.

Lombardo then opted out of the university to join his inlaw prof Elebute who was chairman of Glaxo  as an  Executive Director.lombardo developed Babena the locally made baby food for  Glaxo .hats lombardo the near Genius for you!when Glaxo had no more mountains for him to climb and with personal reasons Lombardo left Glaxo.thats our Lombardo for you.  Not afraid to take diffucult decisions. You cannot know him and not admire his intellect,his propensity for hard work. He was a reliable support when you need it. A fearless advocate  for what he believes .Lombardo does not capitulate. He was a strong supporter of his contemporaries, the Ingots and the Tripartite group of KCOBs. What a life of brilliance! I send my profound sympathies to his children,his wife and partner,the Golden Ingots and Tripartite group  and all KCOBs. A star has passed leaving an indelible trail.
Rest in peace.
Emeritus Professor o
Osato Giwa-Osagie, OON

KCOB


May 25, 2019
by AdeTokunbo Ogunlesi

Mid 60s: The music of love started between you and sister Ronke, my dear cousin, the last born of my cherished aunt, chief E. Ola. Adenubi (mama lshaga) who loved you so much. You paid frequent visits to our home at lshaga, during the nine months long vacation after HSC exams. You lived at your mum's place at Ojuelegba which was a ten minutes walk to lshaga.                              Early 70s: The 'fairytale love' between you and sis Ronke (mainly found in Barbara Cartland novels) culminated in a most beautiful wedding in lagos.                                I was the little 'omo iyawo' who escorted sis Ronke to her 'husbands house' on Ring rd. in lbadan. You were deeply into your PhD work then, producing so much pork from the research into piggery. Anyone who came visiting had a large piece of pork to take home. As a young lady in secondary school,  l was amazed that you could produce so much pork for family and friends. You then told me the story of how at a very young age, while living with your grandma in Calabar, you would wake early in the morning to pluck oranges to sell and bring the proceeds back home for grandma to buy fish that she would cook for the family lunch. All this was done before you would quickly get ready to go to school, knowing a good meal was waiting for you after school. I would say your zeal for achievements started way back then. God blessed us with a most beautiful babygirl, Oyinkan. We enjoyed surprise visits from family and friends. Our several visits to Cocodome in cocoa house lbadan to swim and later eat club sandwiches with quarter roasted chicken, washed down with cold punch, and you a cold bottle of beer, was our Friday evening treat....and we enjoyed it.    We moved to Adenuga str. in Kongi layout where God once again blessed us with a bouncing baby boy....Babajide (my 1st God son). To Jide,  I must have been a 'super nanny', to the extent of him telling everyone on a cool day that he 'would take aunty Toks to Dick rd to marry her'.....let was laughter galore ooooo. It was a quiet and friendly residential area, midway between UCH & UI, where many of the senior staff of both institutions lived with their families....doctors, nurses, lecturers and administrators. As a nursing student in UCH. I remember taking baby Oyinkan to spend a night with me and when the matron came knocking to check  that nurses were in bed, Oyinkan made an attempt to answer...did l cover her mouth to stop her from saying anything.... Yes!       'I love daddy'!! was a statement you taught your children from childhood and they did love you to the very end. You were too pleased to host my birthday mate, Sister Oyinade(Prof Mrs) and l celebrating together our 40th & 21st birthday party with family and friends at your home. It was a memorable day for the 'ancient and modern', never to be forgotten.  No doubt, you worked hard and returned from work on several occasions, announcing your promotions until the big one came.....Professor at 32 years old. I was moved to tears in gratitude to God. This is a record no one has been able to break in U.I.   Becoming a Professor required us to move to another more quiet area on UI campus.....Parry road. I was admitted to continue my nursing education at the Univ. of lbadan, so l was still near home. At the home front we ventured into backyard poultry farming when a tray of large chicken eggs sold for N2.20k. You would bring home pork for boiling, frying, roasting, grilling and crunchy ljebu garri was in trouble. I never bought pork afterwards. Your culinary expertise was at it's best in the home kitchen........and the blessings from God kept coming......Oluwagbenga, another bouncing baby boy was added to the family. You were a good father to your children and a most loving husband to sister Ronke, to the envy of your friends. Most of the older and genuine friends l still have, were met through you and sister Ronke. Your family moved into your own 'state of the art home' in Kongi layout. A house you supervised from foundation to finishing and furnishing. Oyinkan has taken after you in that line. We enjoyed several outdoor garden parties.....You just enjoyed hosting guests in the backyard garden filled with exotic flowers and good music from the record player. It was fun. I got married and left for Lagos with my husband, Kunle, who was one of your students.  You and family later moved to Lagos after you ventured into the food manufacturing industry at GlaxoSmithKline in Apapa where you made a mark by producing the BABEENA BABY CEREAL. Lagos life was tough and rough................and you went on a marathon 'sabbatical leave' that never ended. The family was pained but took refuge and strength under God's tabernacle. Thank God for His love, mercy and grace which was more than enough. On learning you were living in ljebu Ode, Kunle & l visited you, spent the whole day with you and didn't want to leave. When it was time to leave l gave you a goodbye hug to see you with the ginger ogi you requested me to personally make for you. You went on admission in st. Nicholas hospital and l was expecting to speak with you after dialysis, but the inevitable happened, just two days after your 74th birthday...."Come unto me all ye who are weary and heavy laden, and l will give you rest" and you obey the call. I am joyful you made peace with your God and sister Ronke, your first and last love. I will not forget your baritone voice, your sweet and genuine smiles, your humility and down to earth personality. l will always have sweet memories of you even though the sweet music of love between you and my sister Ronke was turned low by intruders, it was never switched off.....Sleep on our dearest brother Tunde, till that glorious Resurrection morning when there shall never be parting again.

Your dear aburo: Adetokunbo Onanuga-Ogunlesi


May 25, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE TO MY CHERISHED GRAND PA

You usually called me Koksi baby, your death has brought us 
so much grief and sorrow, we miss you Grand Pa. As you get 
to heaven, please greet my mummy Mrs. Uta Eyo Inyang, your 
brother Prince Efiom Umoh Ephraim and my great-grand Ma 
Princess Alice Esien Obong.
Farewell Grand Pa till we meet to part no more.
Eyoanwan Eyo Inyang (Koksi-baby)
Grand Daughter
May 25, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE TO MY BELOVED, CHERISHED 

AND HANDSOME GRAND PA
Grand Pa, as I fondly called you, no farewell words were 
spoken, no time to say goodbye to anyone. Who will I call 
“Grand Pa” now that you are no more, your name is still ringing 
bells despite your exit.
Your death came as a shock; your presence, we shall miss;
words cannot express how I feel. I always hoped you will live 
up to 90 years and more as Grand Ma did. With my own eyes, I 
saw that you lived a good life. You were loving, caring and a 
peace maker, a man with a pure heart, your memories and love 
will comfort us until we meet to part no more on that 
resurrection day.
I take consolation in the truth that you have gone to be with the 
Lord.
Adieu Grand Pa
Samuella A. Ene
Your Grand Daughter
May 25, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE TO MY LOVING AND CARING 

BROTHER IN-LAW
My hands are weak, my heart is heavy, the tears in my eyes 
cannot be controlled and there are no words to appropriately 
describe the feeling of losing someone like you. When I heard 
the news of your sudden demise, I was spell-bound and 
confused as I sat in retrospection pondering over my loss and 
earnestly hoping if it was all a dream; but finally I wake up to 
take the reality of your demise as I write this tribute.
Prof; you were accommodating, amiable, disciplined, God 
fearing, humble, hard-working, diligent, a good cook, a lover of 
Gospel Music, an epitome of knowledge, a dedicated Christian 
to the core and a pacesetter which gave you an edge over your 
contemporaries.
Prof, you lived a good life, you fought a good fight and you 
have finished the race. I am consoled by the fact that you are 
now resting from all your labours and pains of this world.
I miss you Prof; may the Lord who knows all accept your soul 
peacefully in his bosom and grant you eternal rest till we meet 
to part no more.
Your Sister-In-Law
Christy Ephraim (Mrs)
May 24, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale


LAST GLASS OF WHITE WINE WITH BABATUNDE OKON FETUGA
Tunde and I met on our way out of elementary School. I was 12 years of age. He was 13years old. He was in Standard Six. I was behind him not having anything to do around him yet providence brought us together
We grew up building confidence in one another to the very end when death took him away at 74. He was my friend and my brother by another mother
We shared a lot and I learnt to respect and honour him for his correct sense of judgment. He reciprocated in many ways too because we knew and understood each other. We did not quarrel once!
On the eve of the final journey out of his Palatial abode in Ijebu-Ode he made sure we were together. (My wife allowed). It was a night of no sleep. A night of good talks, deep talks, a night of sharing. He wanted to share! All through that night, I did not see death. I saw pains and I was pained. I had hope that he would live because I wanted him to be fully restored and to live well again!
In the morning we took off on the last journey. We made it (somehow, we made it) to care givers and I was relieved. But alas
On Sunday, the day after, life played a trick on me when I returned to the Hospital. For real, Prof had a mind of his own and would do things the way he wanted because he had the savoir faire of life
Only three of us were in that Room when my brother talked me into breaking a bottle of "vin blanc". Because he had a mind of his own, he would have insisted but he showed me love and respect when I counselled against it in clear terms. We dropped the idea. We did not have the last glass of Wine
Tunde was an intelligent person. He was a total Arian. He had no time for fools. He was kind. He was exactly one year older than me. We were both born under the moon light on April 18. We relished good times and shared confidential issues. He was my esteemed personal person
I wish his family well. I wish his only three children Oyinkansola, Babajide and Oluwagbemiga well. I want the best for them and so shall it be!

Good night Prof

Oladipo Oyewole
Sagamu
Nigeria



May 23, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

"Prof" was my fond way of addressing this wonderful personality in my life.Not just because of his academic prowess, but much for the fact that he had been an inspiration and support for the realisation of the educational goals of many and mine inclusive. 

The thought of using the past tense to address this irreplacable brother of mine leave me with little or no word to express my deep sence of loss.And moreso in the light of the fact that just recently we buried the elder brother of the decesed.
However, at this time I will not forget, the many memories we shared together while growing up, your word of wisdom and knowledge.The social and family times we shared with families and friends.Your insistence and encouragement on need for me to read wide and get educated on a wide range of life's issues. Finally, in light of this great loss, I found solace in the fact you are a christian and hope that your are resting in the bossom of your lord and saviour Jesus. And to all families and friends, I prayed the lord grant us all the fortitude and grace to bear the loss of this illustrious son of PA Richard Caxton Adekanmbi Fetuga.Good bye "My Prof", Adieu Big Brother. 
Surv Adedayo Adeyemi  Fetuga

May 22, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

 

A toast to Prof. Babatunde Fetuga
Published
April 26, 2019
’Busuyi Onabolu
First, I thank the good Lord who has given us this day and secondly, I am delighted   to be a part of the day as the celebrator, Babatunde Lambardo Fetuga, is a fine host who delights in ensuring his guests have a whale of a time whenever the opportunity arises for such occasions. In his younger days, you would see him around roasting and barbequing, be it pork, lamb or fish, amidst different dishes and in excellent company… and that was what I was looking forward to enjoying today knowing full well that Oyinkan, Jide and Gbengaga are well-versed in the spirit of camaraderie and hospitality their father loves and cherishes.
So far, I believe we are all having an excellent time because I am and that is what I had expected the day would be like throughout till some three weeks ago when Lambardo called me to say he had two things for me to do for him; one was to assist in distributing some invitation cards and the other… he paused… Busuyi, he said… I will like you to propose the toast at my birthday!
The call is sounded, I must answer HERE …at least, that is what we have learnt and so I stand before you now to propose the toast of Prof. Babatunde Okon Okosa Lambardo Fetuga as he celebrates his 70th birthday this 18th day of the month of April in the year of Our Lord 2015.
This eminent gathering of distinguished ladies and gentlemen need no introduction to the feats of the celebrator in the last 70 years. Years back probably before the birth of the founders of Google, Prof. Fetuga was listed in the Who is Who Global Register. At age 32, he became a full professor, the youngest yet in Nigeria these past 38 years; Dean College of Postgraduate Studies before the age 40; Chairman, Presidential Task Force, a giant in the academia, a prolific researcher par excellence in the field of Education, Agriculture, Food Science, with innumerable publications and citations. A farmer of note, many of us remember Babeena.  If one spoke of the many labours of Hercules, I make bold to say Prof Babatunde Lambardo Fetuga in his various endeavours had done more, and in all these, he had won!
I have attended a number of receptions held in his honour, heard countless toasts proposed to celebrate his various achievements and I am also aware of his international and global acclaims just as many of you here present do.
And quite frankly, most of you here are definitely much more qualified than me to propose this toast and do justice to his prowess as a giant in his field and in the land.
I am convinced that my selection to propose this toast is because I am probably one of the most familiar with his down-to-earth, non-conformist  nature, having met him in 1959 when we both entered King’s College, Lagos in Form One and for the next seven years were thrown together and where, in interacting  with each other, called ourselves names, abused each other, fought, agreed, disagreed, played together and rooted for each other when the chips were down. We were in the same house – Hyde-Johnson.
Tunde’s brilliance must have been from his birth as he entered King’s College on FULL SCHOLARSHIP, one of the four awarded annually then based on performance at the common entrance examination nationwide.  He came out in Upper Six shattering all previous records in the Cambridge Higher School Certificate examinations in Chemistry, Botany and Zoology. You don’t score As in those subjects… in Maths, Physics…yes… but those subjects, I could not even do Biology for School Cert.
Tunde’s presence at King’s was noticed almost as soon as he entered its gates. You could not miss the very fair (yellow) boy whose shorts, flared at the bottom announced his Calabar origin. In those days, one was easily recognised by the clothes worn and Lagos boys knew the different dress styles from the different towns and cities.  Before he told us his name, we knew it had to be Obi… what else can he be called with all the exposed muscles in his legs and arms. Heavens help you if you dared call him Obi O. He was ready to fight anybody, chased people all over the place and when he discovered hockey, well the hockey stick became a useful tool to dare anyone.
By the end of our second year, he had firmly established himself in all areas of the college life and was at home challenging and daring both the teachers and prefects. Was a regular caller to the junior staff quarters which is before our house dormitories; knew the cooks and stewards and you would see him banter with them… or going through their gates at odd hours. The College Sergeant-Major whose bungalow was at the other end of the house did not escape his antics either.  Of course, he did not get away scot-free from his daring the prefects and teachers who obliged him with the necessary impositions to ensure his visiting the Principal’s House a few times in his junior forms and even in Form 4.
All his antics however did not bother us his classmates as we were one set of individuals who stood our grounds, tolerated, accepted and defended one another and above all were very competitive in all things. None escaped a nickname and heaven helps you if you showed resentment. Your suffering had just started. If you however tried to bully someone, others rallied round to defend and you, the aggressor, may have your nose pushed in. We discussed, argued, teased, pestered one another. With such a group, everyone’s soft spot soon lay exposed, and Lambardo’s was no exception. Indeed, the class was perfect for him as his free spirit readily aligned with many and he championed the weaker ones.  This free spirit in fact was also the driving spirit of Hyde-Johnson House and in the senior forms, Lambardo thrived as the juniors adored him and the seniors would rather not court his ire.
The teachers too then were a different breed who took particular interest in each individual student and tried to understand their behaviour, their nature, what drove them and then tried to guide and channel them appropriately and in the right direction through meaningful activities.
One of such was the establishment of the Hyde-Johnson’s Play house by our housemaster, Mr. Norman Miners, and our first outing was the play by George Bernard Shaw titled, “The Devil’s Disciple.” Wikipaedia summarised the play beautifully thus:
“Set in Colonial America during the Revolutionary era, the play tells the story of Richard Dudgeon (Dick), a local outcast and self-proclaimed ‘Devil’s disciple’. In a twist characteristic of Shaw’s love of paradox, Dudgeon sacrifices himself in a Christ-like gesture despite his professed infernal allegiance.”
Tunde Fetuga was selected by Miners to play the role of Dick, of course.  It was a perfect fit. No one believed anyone else could have played the role. In any case, the purpose was achieved. The play was a success and attracted attendance from all over Lagos and Hyde-Johnson Playhouse was established in its own right.
Tunde became a huge star and there was no turning back for him.  To  crown it all and against the odds, as anyone who has been a guest of the Principal House after being suspended from his school house can hope to become a prefect, Lambardo became not just a prefect but House Captain in 1964. I remember the looks on the Principal’s face when he called out Babatunde Fetuga. It could only happen in Hyde-Johnsons!
In retrospect, I wonder if the choice of the play was not intentional to challenge Lambardo.
Since then Lambardo, “the Devil Disciple” has come onto his own. His is a life lived to the full amidst people wherever he finds himself. He straddles Calabar, and Ijebu-Ode, a prince of both lands. He is at home in a palace, he is at home in the village square. He wines and dines with both the high and the lowly. He plays his part whenever he is called upon. He does not carry his achievements on his shoulders, he lends his intellect and capability to serve the church, his social circles, be it in Lagos, Ijebu Ode or Calabar and his influence and finances to assist and support those near him and in need.
King’s College means most to him and his classmates, the KC 1959-63-65 Golden Ingots set, dearest to him. He has been hosting our annual gathering for over 10 years until this year and that is as a result of relocation.
Our host, Prof. Babatunde Okon Okosa Lambardo Fetuga, according to one of us, George Amadi, has a heart of flesh. All I have tried to say and probably have not said he captured in this verse which reads…
‘At home
With firsts in fields Diverse
Yet accomplished Team Player
When vulnerable colleagues in jeopardy lay
In No man being an Island believing
To the needy, his
All, this heart of flesh gives.’
May I, therefore, kindly ask you all to rise, charge your glasses and join me to drink the toast to this man of great intellect and brilliance, a man who truly is an academic giant, who has achieved and contributed far more in his field of endeavor to the nation and the world than we can imagine or dream of and yet remains a man with a heart of flesh who remains free spirited, a man who loves his children and seeks peace. My friend, brother and an Ingot!
Professor BABATUNDE OKON OKOSA LAMBARDO FETUGA, KCOB
HAPPY 70TH BIRTHDAY.
‘Onabolu wrote in from Lagos via
Editor’s note: Professor Babatunde Fetuga passed away on Saturday, April 20, 2019, two days after his 74th birthday

  

May 21, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

We all must endeavor to live our mark on the sand of time.  That is the purpose of God for our lives.  How many people we are able to  put smile on their faces.  When we talk of poverty alleviation in Ijebu lands our own Prof Tunde Fetuga took control of   empowering youths to go into fish farming.  Many of our otherwise idle youths were encouraged to go into farming.  Areas like Idowa, Idomila and Ibefun etc. are now populated by youths growing and harvesting catfish. May the Lord grant Tunde eternal peace for empowering youths without blowing his trumpet.  Up KC!


Pastor Wale Balogun KCOB

May 21, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

History has been made,History is being made,History will continue to be made.We have to bear the loss of our dear Lumbardo.May his soul Rest In Peace.


Eddie&Dupe Ogunbayo
May 21, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

Wow, Eyen Obong gone? No, ,No, No. We shall miss  Lombardo, he was a great Brother, Ingot, Kingsman and Family man. God bless his soul. Floreat!


David R. B. Johnson KCOB

May 21, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

Eulogy to my good friend Babatunde Fetuga. To say Tunde was brilliant is an understatement.  In fact I used to joke with him here in Ijebu-ode that like Albert Enstein, he should will his brain for preservation by the public after reaching the ripe age of 95 like his late mum! Tunde was the youngest Dean of Post Graduate School University's of Ibadan..the Premier University in Nigeria. He had such a retentive memory that kept me astounded during his illness here in Ijebu-ode.  Tunde was a triple Prince of Ijebu-ode, Itele and Calabar.  Always immaculately dressed despite his long illness.  He was not given to self pity. As a KCOB he hated corruption in high places.  He was indeed a honorable man. As close as we were Tunde always gave me respect as his KC senior and as an older person.  After every Church Service on Sundays, I always looked forward to sharing my time with him.  May the soul of this honest Kingsman rest in peace.  Amen in Jesus Anointed Name.

Pastor Wale Balogun KCOB

May 21, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

It is difficult to believe that you have gone forever my great uncle with a sweet and beautiful voice. You laboured and achieved greatness at a younger age and made us proud. You cant even hurt a fly and your annoyance cant last more than 5 mins. You are such a fantastic and wonderful man with you no dull moment. Love all your aburos and Fetuga families to a fault. We love you so much but God loves you more. Continue to rest in the bossom of your creator and be singing songs of praises. We are all missing great Prof Babatunde Fetuga. Omo Ikanigbo lomokunrin wa.omo elewu woyi woyi.oh wo dudu o wo pupa.o wo aluko o tun wo mosara oogo.omo arowo pe onilu fun wobia jo.omo olowo je oye neji po.oje oba o tun je dagburewe. Adieu my great uncle.

Your 22B

Mrs. Tutu Bakare

May 19, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

Sir..even though I met you only once at St Nicholas  Hospital what a  impact you had on me. I  kept saying to my self and to Oyinkan..what a gentleman with incredible joie de vivre and of course that uniquely beautiful Baritone voice 

..Oh yes so full of life, wit and great sense of humour. I was so certain that I would visit you at your home with Oyinkan. I saw how yourself and Oyinkan exchanged banters with so much love...how she loved you so so very much.
 I had planned to surprise you at your hone with salmon with sauteed potatoes and vegetables ....oh well God had other plans for you. Thank God for the amazing life you lived . Rest in peace Sir and it was a privilege to have met you.. 
Folasade Coker
May 17, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

ADIEU PROFESSOR BABATUNDE LAMBARD FETUGA (BOY)


Boy! Boy!, those passionate, friendly, brotherly and heart-warming greetings that usually heralded our meetings and telephone calls have gone with the wind, with your demise. Boy, those greetings coming from any other mortal can never be the same as it would only be a reminder of your good self and the longstanding years that they held us together as friends and brothers.
Shock! That is a very serious understatement to aptly describe my feelings at your final passage, less than forty eight hours after my wife and I sang a sweet birthday song to your ears to wish you many happy returns on your 74th birthday. We spoke even in the morning of the 20th of April 2019, the day you passed on, but little did I know that it was to be the very last time that I would ever hear your deep sonorous voice which to me, then, was full of strength. I was therefore flabbergasted because I never saw it coming at all, even though I know that someday a moment like this may come as death is inevitable. Oh life! So ephemeral! So temporal.
Boy, I believe that Providence brought both of us together at King’s College Lagos where our friendship was cultivated. I found in you a very reliable and dependable friend. We later reunited at the University of Ibadan where our relationship blossomed to the extent that after the Nigerian Civil War, when I returned to the University, you sacrificed your time and comfort to ensure that I forgot the setbacks and horrors of the war and embrace a new challenging life. Thanks Boy for your relentless efforts that made my re-integration into the University system smooth and easy. I will remain ever grateful to you. Your life was love personified and you spread love to all and sundry.
Boy was a man of many parts. As a parent, he gave his best to ensure that his children received qualitative education. He inculcated in them the value of discipline, hardwork and productivity. I am sure that they are all comfortable in their diverse areas of endeavor.                                                            Boy was a keen sportsman whose robust physique and strong carriage intimidated any opponent at hockey competitions where he functioned remarkable as a master stopper.  He also showed great prowess at acting, a milieu that made him very popular and the Star of the Hyde-Johnson’s play house which produced many plays that gladdened the hearts of King’s College boys of those years. Boy was also an erudite scholar, a professor of note, a collosus, an icon and a prolific researcher in Food and Animal Sciences in which he received both National and International accolades. There is no doubt that his academic achievements will remain indellable in the sands of time. He was also legendary in mentoring and inspiring both the young and old who are today very fulfilled in their various careers.                                                                                    In Religious affairs, Boy must have made laudable contributions and I do believe his church members, in their tributes will deal adequately on this aspect of his life. Suffice it to note that he must have prepared himself well for his journey to the great beyond. The Holy book (Bible) apparently became his regular companion for he seemed to have derived great strength and comfort from it. I recall with nostalgia, his daily habit of forwarding Bible verses to me for my family’s reflection. Even his ill health did not deter him from sending those verses on a regular basis. My family remains ever grateful to you Boy because those verses impacted positively on our spiritual upliftment..
I have no doubt that our classmates the Golden Ingots (Set of 1959-63-65) must have been equally devastated by the demise of this rare gem, Babatunde Fetuga. We all do appreciate that he was very dependable and trustworthy. Tunde was a pillar of support to the Golden Ingots whom he loved and cherished dearly. He unilaterally hosted us for ten (10) consecutive years, supporting all the activities and events which the Ingots sponsored towards the development of our alma mata.
My family and I commiserate with Tunde’s family, his friends and associates on his painful passage. May we all find consolation in remembering the beautiful moments that we shared with him. May time heal our wounds and may God almighty fill any vacuum that his demise may have left in his family and all his associates. We pray that the good Lord grants us all the fortitude to bear this irreparable loss. I can not end this tribute without recognising Boy’s Personal Assistant Mr. Adebowale Ilori, who worked tirelessly with him for a good number of years, stood by him throughout his tribulations, cared for him and nursed him committedly and lovingly to the ultimate end. Debo, thank you immensely. God bless you and your unique family.
Boy, I know that we must all report ourselves to God at one time or the other but yours seems to be earlier than expected. Nevertheless, I do know your beautiful soul must be resting in the Lords bosom in his great kingdom, devoid of pains and sorrows. May the Almighty God whose ways are beyond human comprehension grant your soul eternal peace and rest, Amen.
Adieu, Boy
Fidelis Chukwudi Nwafor.

May 16, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale


TRIBUTE FOR AN ICON
A TITAN, GENIUS of our time and Father indeed. 
Tunde ẹsẹ lọ mo bi ori made and ade ori kole so ibi to ma de, sugbo. Ori ade are da de, laiye yin. 
Tunde of ori Ade Ajalorun Olutufese Ijebu-Ife in Ogun State. Academic titan and icon in field of Anima Science in the faculty Agriculture at the university of Ibadan. Dean of Deans and professor of academic icon, a genius of our time. Your academic pro and record i the field of Agriculture are still unbeateble. 
You came to this world to demonstrate the Glory of God in the life if your family extraordinary nding from Ijebu-Ife to the Calabar Kingdom from Ikamigbo in Ijebu-Odewhere only men exist (Ikamigbo l'omo ọkùnrin wà ín Ijebu Land). 
Tunde, you came and saw and shone like a star at the igbosere college known as king's college in Lagos at Igbosere where you excelled among your classmate of the year lasa. Baba Oyinkansola, Baba Jide and Baba Olugbenga (Ọkọ Ronke Ọmọ Adenubi of Ìjèbú-igbó. Eku ilede baba yin and olufe yín.
The class of 1959-63-65 of king's college, Lagos. I salute you all. Eku ilede eniwa to lọ simi. For those of you who visited in the early days of Tunde and Ronke at the Ibadan cookings of Tunde were well appreciated, what a good couple but at last the devil struck and finally took away our loving brother Tunde. Kí Ọlọrun dele fun. Òrún rẹ Tunde ọmọ Ajalorun - olutufese sún re o.
Prof. Yemi Badejoko.
May 16, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

My oldest memories of Uncle Tunde Fetuga are in black and white, mainly around the time of his wedding to my Aunty Ronke, where I was press-ganged into being a page-boy or ring bearer or some such.

 
I recall being practically stitched into a crushed velvet pair of shorts, held up by braces and to top it, a matching bow tie.

You will understand that after this shaky introduction, Uncle Tunde and Aunty Ronke would have to have been a very cool couple to have me keen to go spend school holidays at their house in Bodija, Ibadan. 

They were, and I was.

Uncle Tunde was probably one of the easiest persons to get along with that I knew. If you had a book and he had his work and some music was playing in the background, you could spend a perfect day together in the same house without exchanging more than a few words, probably around lunchtime or if we had to go visit his piggery (or most current project). 

Gbenga really reminds me of him.

Uncle Tunde could also be that person at the party that people would congregate around, discussing Nigeria, politics, his work, music, food and underlining his points with his infectious laugh and easy smile. My late sister, Olabisi and I spent a wonderful summer with Uncle Tunde and Aunty Ronke during his sabbatical year at Cornell University in Ithaca, New York and I could not shake those memories off even if I tried. Watching and learning from him as he interacted with family and his many friends was an education in enjoying a great work / life balance.

Jide really reminds me of him.

You only had to spend a short time with Uncle Tunde to be touched by his warmth, smile and overwhelmingly positive personality. He looked cool with everything he did. He laughed easily and loud, smiled often and made us feel good to be with him (even when we were really just troublesome kids). 

Oyinkan really reminds me of him.

We will miss him.
Seyi Onabanjo
May 16, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE TO PROFESSOR BABATUNDE LAMBARD FETUGA 

It is with a deep sense of loss that we write this tribute to our friend Tunde Fetuga. We first met Tunde through Ronke in 1966 when we were all students at the University of Ibadan. Kike and Ronke were friends, they lived in Queen Elizabeth Hall and Tunde and I were regular visitors to the hall. Tunde was a very lively and warm individual, we were immediately drawn to him and a family friendship spanning over 50 years was born! Even in those early days, Tunde stood out in many ways. His intellect, charisma, baritone voice, sense of humour and the ability to be the life and soul of a gathering gave him great visibility. The friendship was further strengthened as we discovered that  the Fetugas and the Osinusis were friends in Ijebu-Ode. 
We graduated, got married and separated for a while. We proceeded to the United Kingdom for postgraduate training while Tunde completed his doctorate in Ibadan. Fortune brought us together again when we returned from the United Kingdom and joined the University College Hospital (UCH), and later the University of Ibadan. At this time, Tunde and Ronke were already on the staff of the University of Ibadan. Our friendship waxed stronger, our children grew up together and we remember with nostalgia, the great times we had together at week-ends in their home 
or ours. 
Tunde was an outstanding intellectual, very brilliant researcher and a prolific writer. He took the University of Ibadan by storm, he became a leading light in his time and was appointed to the grade of a professor at a very young age. He was elected the Dean of the Postgraduate school when Prof. Olayide was the Vice Chancellor, a job he performed most proficiently introducing a lot of innovations  which have stood the test 
of time. 
In addition to being socially delightful, Tunde exhibited  deep knowledge of various subjects outside his discipline. We recall the part he played when we were building our home in lbadan. As we were building at the same time, Tunde introduced us to the beauty of teak wood and other building materials. We shared a lot of 
experience and exchanged finishing materials for the buildings. 
The Fetugas later moved to Lagos but our friendship continued. It is comforting to us that as Tunde got older, he moved closer to God. In the final years of his life he derived joy in sharing bible passages an indication of the relationship he had developed with his God. 
Our condolences to go to Ronke, Oyinkan, Jide and Gbenga, we pray that God will console them and give them the  fortitude to bear the loss. Adieu Tunde, our dear friend, you will be sorely missed. May God  grant the repose of his soul on eternal rest. 
 
Kike & Dele Osinusi 
 

May 15, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

A Great, Grandfather

A very loving grandfather, you have been and will always remain a beacon of light for us through the passage of life.
Throughout your life, you stood for your cause and didn’t bow to unscrupulous pressure. I feel privileged, blessed and very honoured to have had you as a grandfather.
I will always remember you Grandpa, because there will never be another to replace you in our hearts.
I love you Grandpa,
Ayodeji Fetuga




May 15, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale


A tribute to my Grandpa
I know we are all feeling sad and hold many tears but I know Grandpa would want us to know he’s in a good place.
As a family we are thankful for all the time we shared and I will treasure the memories and keep them close to my heart.
I want you to know Grandpa, we miss you.
Love,
Anjolaoluwa Fetuga



 

May 15, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale


Grandpa Fets
I have very fond memories of my time with you Grandpa, you always regaled us with stories of your time in Kings College, the Ijebu ancestry and our Calabar connection. You were undeniably proud of your roots.
It is hard to believe that you are no longer here but it is dawning on us with each day that passes. Thank you for raising Gbenga to be the man he is today, he took the smarts from you, lol. Your impact in our lives is undisputable and your legacy truly lives on.
Till we meet again with Jesus,
Goodnight Grandpa.
Tomilola Fetuga


 

May 14, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE TO PROF. BABATUNDE LAMBARD ADETOKUNBO FETUGA 

 
The Husband of my Youth! 
 
Divine Intervention and Peaceful Closure.  
 
Yes o, Tunde and I had really wonderful and memorable years together. 
 
Tunde loved me so very, very much. 
 
And then, there was a very rude intervention and the centre could no longer hold. 
 
After several years of anguish, acrimony, bitterness and asking why over and over again, I did a lot of crying in the rain 
 
The bliss was gradual and became total eventually. 
 
God gave me beauty for my ashes. 
 
I resumed calling, praying and wishing him well on his birthdays. 
 
Tunde did not reciprocate until last year, September 3rd, when he called and wished me happy birthday as early as 9a.m in the morning, then I knew that the spell had been broken!!! 
 
Fast forward to April 18th 2019 (Maudy Thursday) at about 11am, I called and wished him well on his Special Day. 
 
At about 3pm later in the day, the Holy Spirit pushed and pushed me until I found myself by his bedside at St. Nicholas Hospital. In his room, was one of his school mates, Victor Ekah. Just the three of us. 
 
He was surprised and pleased to know that I was there and so was I. Reported very gladly that Gbenga our last child and his wife had visited. 
 
After a short while, Victor left and just the two of us were left in the room. 
 
What followed as soon as Victor left was unbelievable. 
 
Tunde kept calling my name and saying, ‘thank you’ yes in my preferred language, 
“Ronke, O se, Ronke, o se pupo pupo.” 
 
This made me speechless. 
 
I did not utter a word and I did not ask why.  
 
He was in a stable state although intermittently, he said he was tired. 
 
I left after about 40 minutes and drove straight to the Chapel of the Healing Cross for the Maudy Thursday service as was my usual practice. 
 
Oyinkan, our daughter, called me at about 4pm on Saturday, 20th April that Tunde had passed on, I went straight to St. Nicholas, his body was still on the dialysis table where he breathed his last breath.  
 
There was a peaceful look on Tunde’s face; I knew he had finally made peace with me and his Maker. 
 
May his soul rest in peace. 
 
Good nite, Babatunde, Okon-Okusa. 
 
Aderonke Abeke Fetuga. 
 

May 14, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

We graduated together exactly 50 years June 1969 ago from University of Ibadan and exstablised a record of graduating class of 2 1st class and 2 2nd class honours degree namely: Tunde Fetuga and Olomu as 1st class and Biodun Ejemai and Muyiwa Onobolu 2nd class honours. You are a man of excellence and you lived it to become one of the youngest Professors under the age of 40 at the Univeristy of Ibadan. you devoted your life to achieve and make the world better through your contribution to knowledge and prosperity shall judge and honour you accordingly. Your legacy shall be  Veni vidi vici you came and saw and conquered REST IN PEACE. From Biodun Ejemai

May 14, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

A lion has fallen.

Professor Babatunde Okon Fetuga was my younger cousin, but in reality he was my friend, a confidant and he was a pride and joy of our family.   My cousin was super intelligent and accomplished but his love for people and his love for his family were my favorite attributes of him.   I fondly remember how he meticulously cared for his mother who became blind and lived well into her nineties.  Ete-akamba(big papa)as I called him was very close to his mother and would routinely prepare exotic efik dishes like Edikang Ikong, Ekpang Nkukwo etc from his home in Lagos and package them for his mother in Calabar.
Ete-Akamba,  I will miss hearing your voice, I will miss your perspective on issues, I will miss your kindness.  Good bye my smart/kind cousin until we meet again.
A Lion has fallen in our family!
With Love – Bassey Nyong( Aunty Abraka)




May 13, 2019
by Babajide Fetuga

TO THE BEST GRANDPA IN THE WORLD

Dear Grandpa,

You were simply “the best”. You are my love. Nobody or nothing can stop me from loving you even if you are alive or dead.

My love for you is as big as the whole universe. I promise I will always remember you. You are the most loving and caring Grandpa.

The time I spent with you was really amazing and I had so much fun. I was looking forward to our trip to Ijebu and see all the places you told us about.

You shall rest in peace, even your soul shall rest in peace in Jesus name… Amen!

From

Your darling granddaughter

Mofetoluwa

May 13, 2019
by Babajide Fetuga

My Grandpa!

Grandpa Lekki, I don’t think it has sunk in that I will not see or speak with you again. I remember when I use to come to visit you in Magodo and I was always scared to get out of the car because of your dogs, then you will come to get me yourself.

You told me so many stories of when you were growing up, our great-grandma, about Ijebu and Calabar, the farm. We talked about everything, anything to the extent I asked to come play football in the house in Ijebu, which we did.

I was extremely happy when you told me you were moving to Lekki but I did not think of the distance and how I would not be able to see you as often as we did before.

I love you and you will forever be in our hearts…

Rest in peace Grandpa

Your grandson and birthday mate

Mosopefoluwa

May 13, 2019
by Babajide Fetuga

Grandpa Fets!

Where do I begin? How does one summarize the years but not as much as we would have wanted into words? Trying to remember the first day I met you at the house in Magodo and honestly it seems like such a distant memory. With a warm welcome and embrace, we hit it off like old friends and that was the beginning of our wonderful relationship.

It was like we never spent time apart and always picked up the conversation from where we stopped despite the days/weeks in between. You were always so appreciative of everything; the time spent with you, no matter how small.

The time with you never seemed too long, always entertaining. You were so proud of your Ijebu and Efik heritage; and I am so glad you shared these with the children.

Grandpa Magodo, Grandpa Lekki and later Grandpa Ijebu! This is so surreal…

In the 74 years God granted you and which we are thankful for, you did so much; in UI, in Glaxo (Babina which stuck because of the jingle on NTA), Porpapine (the popular pineapple fruit wine your farm supplied) to the KC old boys association; I was confident that you will beat this again. Seeing you lying there, I know you have gone to rest…

We will miss you but hold on to the wonderful memories

We say Adieu Grandpa Fets

Rest in peace

ArinolaFetuga

Tribute by Oluwagbemiga Fetuga

May 13, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale



Tribute to my old man...PROF

Wow...I cant  believe I am writing this but all in all God knows best.

It is sad to know that you have left but again it is a loving memory for me when I think about the legacies you have left behind...the good memories will remain with me forever.

An intelligent and intellectual man, a full bright scholar, graduated with First Class Honors from the University, a professor at the age of 32, an astute business man and a builder by default... thank you so much for leaving some of this innate gifts with your children and grandchildren.

Growing up was so much fun,  I remember all the trips to all the happening spots in Ibadan and Lagos respectively mostly on Sundays after church, trips to get goodies at any opportunity. Its funny that I am trying to create this same memories for my children today. My dad set an example to others for his integrity and loyalty to friends and family. His joyful, positive spirit was remarkable, along with his acceptance of everyone he knew. He gave back so much to the society, birthed so many scholars that are doing tremendously well in their various endeavors today.

A multiple prince from Ijebu Ife, Ijebu Itele and the Efik Kingdom of Calabar, the tales of our lineage was always fun and educative. You were a true prince , a loyal friend , a good dad...and all in all a great man.

I saw you shortly after you breathed your last on the 20th of April 2019.... you had a smile on your face ... I am fully convinced that you are resting in the bosom of the Lord.

You lived a good life.

Rest in peace PROF.

Oluwagbemiga.


May 10, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale


TRIBUTE TO THE PROF.

Tribute to a legend, a lover of art, who himself is Art. I am proud of his life. He was personally present on the day of my graduation at Yabatech in 1990. The Legend lives on . 
Rest in peace sir, Professor Babatunde Fetuga.
Pastor Mobolaji Olufolarin ( Artist )
May 9, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

*Prof  Babatunde Lampard Adetokunbo FETUGA- A Tribute*


For the records, I do this short tribute as Prof Fetuga's 19th PhD student and the 6th Vice Chancellor(4 in Nigeria & 2 in Cameroon) that passed through this Global Academic colossus & Quintessential scholar. When I eventually summoned the courage to do this tribute, the reality of Professor Fetuga's passing finally dawned on me, like it did many others. For me, He was, and remains my friend, teacher, role model, leading light and mentor in Scientific Research. He was, and remains a lesson in scholarly erudition, disruptive research ideation, students centredness & empathy; and above all a humanist. He blended hardwork  with fun, and with Him there could never be a dull moment. In all of these - pain & sadness- I remain deeply consoled because while Prof FETUGA may have exited this sinful World, He certainly has NOT, and will NOT die. He has not died, because He will forever live in our Hearts and Minds. And to live in the Hearts and Minds of those you love, and love you, is NOT to Die ! Adieu my Prof & Mentor for ever !
*Prof. Valentine A. Aletor*
Vice Chancellor,
University of Africa, Toru-orua(UAT),
Bayelsa State, Nigeria*l
May 9, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE FROM PROFESSOR ADEBISI. M BALOGUN

I have come to celebrate my dear academic mentor, Professor Lambard Babatunde Fetuga (Ph.D, FNSEB, FNIAS), a distinguished scholar, a great motivator and a man of sartorial excellence.
Prof Babatunde Fetuga traversed this world like a colossus between 18th April, 1945 and 20th April, 2019 when he finally submitted to the will of God. He graduated at the University of Ibadan with a First Class degree in Agricultural Biochemistry and Nutrition in 1969. He took his Ph.D with distinction and commendation in the same field in 1972. In October 1977, he was promoted Professor of Nutritional Biochemistry at the age of 32. 
A Full-Bright Scholar and a visiting Professor at the Cornell University, Ithaca, New York, Professor Fetuga had supervised twenty four (24) Ph.D students and various Master’s Degree Projects. He was Dean, Post Graduate School at the University of Ibadan.
 His foray into the Private sector offered him a unique opportunity of providing innovative solution to products development in Glaxo Nigeria Limited, a foremost industry in the production of baby foods. He eventually became the Business Development Director of the Company in 1990. By time he was retiring from Glaxo in 1993, he had successfully pushed into the Nigerian market Babeena – a milk cereal product for infants.  
 Prof., you provided the shoulder upon which most of us who passed through your academic mentorship stood up in life. For me, I was attracted to you by your youthfulness (a professor at 32), your brilliance and your sartorial spirit of academic excellence. I then (as a final year student of Agricultural Biochemistry and Nutrition) approached you to be my supervisor. You asked me the following questions. Did you attend King’s College?  I said no but that I attended Ilesa Grammar School, one of the best in the country at that time. The next question was: How did you know me and why did I want you to be my supervisor? I then explained that Professor V.A Oyenuga (of blessed memory) described your brilliance and academic excellence in one of his lectures to us as a 200Level student and that he was always talking about you with absolute pride. I also said I wanted you to be my academic mentor. After that encounter, you affirmatively agreed to supervise me. You were there to provide quality and sustainable academic leadership and mentorship throughout my period of studies at B.Sc, M.Sc and Ph.D levels at the University of Ibadan. 
You impacted the spirit of diligence in research and commitment to quality data collection and rigorous analysis on me and many of us that passed through you as undergraduate and postgraduate students. 
You were kind, fair-minded, humane and firm in your dealings with me as my supervisor and mentor. I remembered how you drove me round the campus on the day I came to your office and discussed with you that I wanted to terminate my postgraduate programme after my M.Sc for lack of fund. You talked to me, provided advice based on your own experience and you provided a sustainable support for the completion of my Doctoral programme.
You introduced me to Dr. Lanre Talabi for a post-doctoral fellowship in Fish Nutrition and Utilization. That singular Act change the course of my academic history for good and today I am a Professor of Fish Nutrition. You taught me (and most that passed through you as academic mentees) the act of balancing social life with productive academic life. 
Professor Babatunde Lambard Fetuga, you were an epitome of scholarship. Indeed you were a great Scholar and motivator. By act of providence you did not become a Vice-Chancellor of a University, but you produce 4 Vice-Chancellors, 1 Provost, I Pro-Chancellor (within the Nigerian University System) and 2 Vice-Chancellors at the international level. Many Professors in Universities here and abroad are products of your diligent academic mentorship.
Prof. It is difficult for me to refer to you in the past, but we must surrender to the will of God. He gives and He takes.
I said earlier on that we have come to celebrate Prof and not to mourn him as it is written in Ecclesiastes 3:1 “To everything there is a season, and  a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die”
“He has made everything beautiful in its own time. He has also put eternity in their hearts, except that no one can find out the work that God does from beginning to the end.”
Our Prof, Mentor, we shall continue to miss your good work but we are left with the consolation that you have gone to rest in the bosom of your creator. Good night Prof. Adieu-until we shall meet to part no more.
Professor Adebisi M. Balogun
Professor of Fish Nutrition and 
Former Vice-Chancellor FUTA.
May 9, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

TRIBUTE TO MY DEAR NEPHEW AND BROTHER PROF. BABATUNDE LAMBARD FETUGA.


I've found it difficult writing this and also postponed it a couple of times for lack of words because of your abrupt departure but I have to come to terms with it. I know death is inevitable and believed the worst was over based on the strength of your voice from the hospital bed, but it came down with a bang and a sting! In all situations, the Lord must be thanked and praised.  I do so with all my heart. I particularly thank Him for preserving your life to pay your last respect to your doting Mum, (my sister and mother) barely nine (9) months ago!!! May God's name be glorified for this divine arrangement.
Brother, you were a perfectionist and this drive made you an  accomplished person in your academic and career exploits. You were more than 20 children to your loving Mum and took on and held the rein after the demise of your elder brother.  The same zeal endeared you to your close associates and those you mentored all of who eulogize you today. I'll not forget your kindness during my National Youth service days at Ibadan. I recall your protective trip with me to "Olivet Heights" Youth Service Orientation Camp. I miss your advance requests for "Ekpang Nkukwo" and "Afang Soup", your favorite dishes before your visits to calabar. I miss our other useful discussions with you baritone voice. We may have sometimes differed in opinion but that did not affect my love and respect for you. I'm consoled by the fact that you were fully in the Lord and at peace with all around you before your departure. The pains were unbearable and the Lord deemed it necessary to release and take you to His nearer presence. May His name be praised. 
Brother Tunde, you came to the world, achieved great exploits at a tender age, made your mark and left your footprints on the sands of time. May God grant your soul eternal rest in His bossom. Adieu my Brother, Adeiu.

Eno Ekanem

May 8, 2019
by Babajide Fetuga

A Tribute to My Godfather

 
My earliest memories of Uncle Tunde are from the Fetuga home at number 19 Parry Road in UI Ibadan in the early 1980s. I remember his big smile, his deep voice, jovial personality and his cream colored Volvo.
Uncle was my Godfather and he was EXTREMELY generous. Birthdays often meant cash gifts which were usually four or five times as much as the next biggest cash gift I received was. I remember him bringing ‘suya' to our house in Kongi some Friday nights when he came to pick up Gbenga from playdates with my brother Lanre. Those were the few times we had ‘suya' when we were little.
He was full of life, larger than life and just seemed cooler and more fun than all the other dads around. He was such a wonderful Godfather that my childhood best friend (Busola nee Soyannwo) insisted to her parents that he become her own Godfather as well when she was baptized years later. 
Sadly, we lost touch while I lived in the US and in more recent times…..I have many great memories of Uncle Tunde Fetuga and I will always remember him fondly.
Rest in Perfect Peace Dear Uncle 

Kemi Adekanmbi (nee Osinusi)
May 8, 2019
by Gbenga Kaka

The News Rudely Had It, That Prof Babatunde Lambard Fetuga - Exited the World.


Hmmmm! The emptiness of the void, called WORLD, that we keep trying in vain to fill, is hereby manifestly confirmed. 
So, the First class/Distinction certificated BRAIN is gone just like that, now belonging to mere historical reference.

The knowledge of back fat thickness and carcass quality measurements; the Artificial Insemination  methodology for selections and multiple birth promotion; the two and a half times farrowing in a year -  courtesy of 3months, 3weeks and 3days gestation period; the feed conversion efficiency, all in PIGS Management, as  ingrained into the unwilling but retentive memory of a committed Muslim youngster then,  remains evergreen till date. 
My scoring 77% in Piggery Production Principles, ANS 215, was no fluke, but against the run of play.  It was beyond expectations to many of my mates, conversant with my aversion to anything pertaining to piggery on account of religious beliefs. 

Four decades gone-by without opening any book on piggery, the knowledge simply refused to diminish talkless of vanishing. 
I can honestly recap or  metaphorically regurgitate; the anatomy, physiology, reproductive, packaging and marketing of PIGS and products as imparted into my retentive memory by no less a successful lecturer, than Dr and in a jiffy, Professor B.L.Fetuga - the gifted, wonderful, stylishly brilliant,  workaholic lecturer and painstaking researcher of limitless boundary.
Of the 24hours a day, it was doubtful whether a quarter was available to him for rest and recreational activities in those days, as this dynamo of a man would be seen hopping from laboratories to classrooms with reddened eyes, due to sleeplessness. 

Yet, reeling out the nutrients composition of varying feed and feeding stuffs,  off hand was  stress free from the erudite scholar, to the admiration  of appreciative students of our time. It was learning made easy. The micro-ingredients composition, as in the essential amino-acid, minerals and vitamins  figure quotations, feed additives, etc  were no exceptions, in his usually ex-tempore, free flowing  lectures. 
He was simply exceptional with a 'magnetic' brain and uncommon capacity to transmit acquired knowledge with relative ease to others.
His gift of knowledge transcended Animal Science and Nutrition, Agriculture, Science in general and extended to contemporary studies.

This is just another useful spanner lost in the country's knowledge and research firmament that will be difficult to fill. 
He was confronted at different levels of human endeavour with the usual Nigerian "PHD"(Pull Him Down) mentality syndromes, but the overcomer instinct, with uncommon candour, was always available as solace to him.

Though we had a lengthy phone discussions early this year, the electioneering engagements denied me the opportunity of honouring the planned appointment for after the elections. This could have afforded me the opportunity of tapping additionally into his reservoir of knowledge, before the ultimate final ceasure of knowledge transmission by his glorious exit. Glory be to GOD.

It is indeed painful that we lost such a special, but underutilised breed of  human, to the cold hand(s) of death at his relative peak and when the Nation needed his likes most. 

May God forgive his sins, comfort his family and grant his soul eternal rest.
My condolences to the Great Uites, NIAS, ASAN, NSAP and the Academic communities in general. 

HE WAS SIMPLY GREAT!!!

Adieu! Our own Prof Babatunde Lambard Fetuga.
May 6, 2019
by Fidelis Nwafor

Boy,

It is very hard for me to accept that you have passed on. I am however deeply consoled by my strong belief that your soul is resting in the Lord's bosom. The whole world may miss you, but I miss you more.

Adieu,

Fidelis .C. Nwafor

GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN

May 6, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN


I Have known Prof. Fetuga for over 9 years. He was not only my boss but my father. I never thought in my wildest dreams that it will be so soon. I kept questioning God on the way to the Mortuary that why so soon but who am I to question God. I take solace in that fact that yours was a life well spent.

Where do I start from: from the first day I met you,  I was introduced to you by my wonderful wife, you became very fond of me and you made sure I developed myself from that moment on. You were compassionate, kind and merciful. I felt comfortable with you and you had so much confidence in me. You had no issues showing me off to your friends. I remember an occasion when we were having Lunch at Protea hotel in the company of Dr. Lucas Akapa of the World Bank, Prince Gbolahan Lawal, Commissioner for Works and Housing, Lagos state, you looked at me and said in your baritone voice, “Mr. Adebowale, whenever you are with people like these, you ought to aspire”. Those words have remained evergreen in my memory.

You were intelligence personified. I remember always bragging to my friends about your CV. You were a genius and I have witnessed on several occasions the reception you were given whenever we went to University of Ibadan. You were the Vice-Chancellor they never had.

How can I ever forget our frequent trips to several cities in Nigeria especially when we visited grandma in Calabar. We had such wonderful times together. You brought light to my life. You made me feel as if I have been able to do something for humanity because serving you is a great achievement.

You were there for me at every stage of my life. From my wedding, to the birth of my children and wedding ceremonies of my siblings, you stood solidly behind me, you were there till the very end.

You always loved to get things done, even if it took so much time to do it and you made sure I imbibed those qualities in me.  You would go extra miles to assist people, you believed in fairness. You were a teacher of all things, your methods were simple and you taught by example. You taught me so many things, from research to writing proposals, taking care of my family, many people thought I was God sent to you but you were indeed God sent to me.

We became very close in the last 3 years spending our mornings reading various newspapers and sending spiritual messages to your families and friends and reading several Psalms before retiring to bed at night. You were so determined to serve God on earth and you did till the very end.

How do I tell Iyanuoluwa and Anjolaoluwa that Grandpa Prof. is no more? How do I tell them that they cannot visit you in Ijebu-Ode again. I remember our last day together at St. Nicholas Hospital, you held my hands so tight and said “Mr. Adebowale, you have worked so hard, I will set you on the path of greatness”. I looked at you and said Prof. it is destiny. You were my father for the greatest part of my life.

I cannot end this tribute without saying a big THANK YOU to Aunty Oyinkan, Mr. Babajide and Mr. Gbenga, you have been so wonderful. You made the journey worthwhile.

I have lost a father, a friend, a confidant and above all, my MAIN MAN, I love you to the moon and back. Continue to rest in the bossom of the Lord. We shall meet again on the resurrection morning.

Your boy,
Adebowale Ilori

'I was their best boy' ... A tribute to my father

May 6, 2019
by Babajide Fetuga

This is coming too soon and also so unexpectedly. Where does someone start to write about someone who had achieved so much in such a short period of time….

My memories of you as I saw you lying down in the Morgue at Alausa is how I will always remember you, with a smile on your face. A knowing smile, saying you had transcended this world and finally at peace with yourself and your maker.

Early memories of you were the fact that you had so much to give and your cerebral activity was next to none. You wrote a myriad of papers, research, studies, and involved in several consultancies. It seemed like you had a source that was unlimited. Always looking for a new project, ready to advice on an existing one and always so full of ideas. Ideas that at times seemed crazy or a bit too farfetched but you just never stopped.

From the piggery in Abadina in UI, your students constantly milling around for new and fresh ideas, till you went on to the Private sector and birthed the Babeena range of baby food. You definitely were a star, meant to shine and shine you did.

Everything you set out to do, you did well. I remember how you went from a farmer to an architect and subsequently a builder when you built our Ibadan and Ijebu homes. Designs that were way before their time but that was what you were, a truly brilliant mind.

I could go on and on, and clearly there is no way I can summarize the 74 years we had you here with us in just a few lines. One thing I must say though, is you never bore a grudge. You certainly didn’t know how to keep malice and you were a damn good story teller. We all enjoyed time spent with you and most especially in the last few years after your kidney transplant. All you ever asked for was just a few hours so we could catch up and never more.

Your love for us your kids, in laws and grandchildren was amazing. Birthday presents, Christmas presents, early morning phone calls and always a willing ear to listen.

Thankful for the life you lived even though it became pretty uncomfortable towards the end. Thank you for the many lessons you taught me. You always emphasised the importance of being impeccably dressed at all times, this I will take to the grave with me.

You also taught us how important it was to see the world, travel to new destinations and learn to eat any and everything.(I didn’t imbibe this though. After you ate frog legs in Indonesia and had to be hospitalized, I learnt quickly not to be adventurous with food).

You had the history of your lineage in both Ijebu and Calabar and used to reel it off at every available opportunity. You had even promised to write these down or have a voice recording so we could also pass it on to our kids as you learnt from your father. Sad we never got to do this.

Spoke to you an hour before you left and I’m glad I heard you say ‘Babajide’ one last time….

Thank you dear dad for all the beautiful memories. Though I write this with a heavy heart, I find solace in the fact that you are in a better place.

Babajide

May 6, 2019
by Dr Ng Okoye

Uncle Tunde, you were a star that touched this planet earth. I won’t venture into academia... done and said, you wore the tee shirt. 

My memories of sharing fun times with you, goes so far back... My family returning from England and my mum couldn’t wait to show you off. Our many trips to Ibadan ( my keen interest as a child... how come his voice sounds different, Golden, like a gong??? ). It was the first time I came into being with any man of my fathers flare, confidence, elegance... and he was my uncle ( a show piece... and everyone new his name)

I grew up and we started sharing more lovely times with the family, at Ijebu-Ode ( in the beautiful home ) drank together and shared just awesome moments. Music was something we lived by in my family and it all so added my love for this my people, cos music was the stitch that held it all together. Uncle Tunde, Aunty Ronke, Oyinkan and yes, the boys ( then ). I had an interesting, everlasting memory of him referring to his wifey, at fun loving times at an evening dining and drinking as ‘ Aderonke mi ‘. It sounded so sweet and a groovy kind of love. 

He was always at our home, at Glover road Ikoyi. He loves to know who I was dating, “hope not an IGBO man” ( with fun and love ). Excited about my progress and had an intelligent all so needed advice to give. Relating with my Uncle was just fun and it was on a constant basis. 

Then, the music and fun for all seized. I still saw you always, but.... 

I shared a lot of beautiful days, months and years with my darling Coz Oyinkan ( being an only one, I had a second ) that’s why she is dear to me.

Went away to the states and spent decades, came back and it still was...

When Grandma had her 90th, everyone was excited and joyful, but my Uncle ( though happy ), kept saying ‘ I want to be alive to bury my mum ‘. Oh well, you did!! And did a superb job of it. 

We always talked over the phone ( especially cos Prof and his sista talked till the cows came home ). He had so much advice for me on Politics - my area, way things are done etc 

I knew it was getting harder for him, but somehow I kept thinking a Star, a Genius, an erudite Scholar can’t just fizzle and let the Mother Earth win. He did!! But after giving it a good fight!! Yes he did!

Then thecall came ( Oyinks on the line )

You are loved, appreciated and forever in our hearts.

May your soul Rest In Peace and perpetual light shine upon you. 

Goodnight ❤️

A Tribute to Professor Babatunde Fetuga

May 6, 2019
by Dele Jemibewon

Oyinkan  could not hide her love for her Dad. She proudly makes it known, "I am a Daddy's girl" 

 Our conversations were incomplete without talking about our parents especially  Granpa Fetuga more recently because of his health challenges.  

 We thank The Almighty God for the 16th February 2019 election postponement which made it possible for Grandpa to be hurriedly taken from Ijebu to hospital in Lagos.

 Though we prayed for Grandpa's quick recovery, the LORD called him.

  We are comforted that Grandpa Fetuga lived a good and accomplished life. Despite all his achievements, he was proud to be called Dad and Granddad. 

 Whilst we mourn his passing on, we celebrate his life and pray that his  legacy will live on.

 I pray that God in his infinite mercy will grant the entire Fetuga family the courage and fortitude to bear this loss. 

Grandpa Fetuga - Baba Oyinkan, Jide and Gbenga, sun re o.

Baba rere.   


Dele Jemibewon

(Oyinkan's Friend & School Mother)

Tribute from Pastor Adewale Balogun

May 6, 2019
by Ilori Adebowale

I have gone to the website on my friend Prof BABATUNDE ADETOKUNBO LAMBADO FETUGA.  But I didn't know the significance.  Tunde was brilliant, genuine and pioneering in many fields. He was the young Dean of Post graduate School University of Ibadan.  He successfully mentored many young professors. He was very sacrificial. When he told me he left Unibadan before reaching a pensionable age I was shocked to the marrow. But he was an astute businessman. What I learned from Tunde about balanced dieting was not taught anywhere else.  He spoke about Biology  Physiology and Biochemistry like a senior medical professor. I became more fond of Tunde when he came to live in Ijebu-ode.  Why do I need a website to show my fondness for Lambadi? I noticed he expected so much from his friends when they promised him they were visiting him! Finally I found out that he loved his children a lot.  He was very protective of them. All of us who loved Lambadi also appreciated the love and dedication of his PA..Mr Debo Ilori.  May God Almighty bless him and his family. Father God please receive your son Tunde into eternal paradise.

The Daily Phonecalls are no more.... A Tribute to my DAD

May 5, 2019
by Oyinkan Fetuga

Daddy....my heart is broken into a Trillion pieces...words fail me...it's all so surreal...i want to wake up from this horrible dream. I was so sure you'll get better to spend more time with us ...to celebrate more milestones.

You were far from perfect...i loved you still..and unconditionally too... and it was mutual. You were my greatest cheerleader, my gist buddy, my best friend. You were such FUN to be with..your laughter, your jokes, your sense of humour, your stories....oh your many stories and your keen memory was unparalleled. 

A tribute to you? Where do i start? This is sooooo difficult. You were clearly a ' Special ' being... you were a GENIUS. A genius in every area of your life...in Academia, in Business, in the kitchen, in designing/ decorating( i got my flare from you), in entertaining( Babajide got this from you) , extremely cerebral ( Gbenga got this from you). With Mum you were a Genius husband....super super romantic..super super loving  and you expressed it through Music. You were such great friends! Everyone wanted a marriage like yours... oh the days of Louis Armstrong playing in our living room, Jim Reeves, Nat King Cole, Grover Washington Jnr, Earl Klugh, Miles Davies, Al Jarreau, Ella, Abba, Frank Sinatra, Smokey Robinson, Fela, Tunji Oyelana( you made all 3 of your children serious lovers of music),....the dinners, the lunches, inaugural lectures, theatre, weekends playing Monopoly Scrabble and Cards, the road trips to Cotonou Lome Accra, the holidays, the shopping!, the many garden parties in our homes, my 40th in Dubai. I never got over your split from Mum....it was tough...tough for us All.  Who am i to question God?

Your illness in the last 4 years brought us much much closer together again. I spent a lot of time fasting, interceding, praying and caring for you. You fought gallantly and elegantly till the end...especially giving your precious 94 years old Mum, our dear GrandMa  a befitting Burial & Tombstone in Calabar just a few months ago. This made you very very fulfilled as you had an extremely special relationship with her.

You celebrated your last birthday, 18th April 2019 two days before you passed on...on Easter Saturday 20th April 2019 surrounded by your ever loving King's College classmates, your core family including Mum, Gbenga, Tomilola & I ( loads and loads of phonecalls!) except for Babajide who was away in the States with his family. You kept on asking for Babajide who had risen up to the task of assiting me in taking very good care of you too( Thank you JIDE). It was such a special day for you...you looked forward to it so so so much. I should have known ........i would have hugged you tighter . I spent almost all my time by your bedside at the St Nicholas Hospital with Mr Debo, your Amazing God sent Personal Assistant ( Thank you Mr Debo: God BLESS you for loving my Dad Totally) from the 13th of April till the 20th of April making sure you were super comfortable and Happy. ( Thank you Dr Bamgboye...Thank you Uncle Ladipo Oyewole for going the extra mile: God BLESS you). As usual , we talked non stop....going down memory lane. I will cherish these precious moments in my heart Forever. I will cherish MORE the fact that you tidied up a 'not so tidy' part of your life and you spent the last one year evangelising using social media as a strong tool, worshipping, praising and drawing closer to your creator. I THANK you Daddy and I THANK God.

Daddy.....i will always always always LOVE you and i miss you soooooo much already...the daily phone calls are no more....that deep baritone voice "Oyinkansola Good morning " is no more....the pain is unbearable.  Rest in Peace my Dearest Daddy...my Best friend. I heard God tell me clearly..."He's with ME"......so comforting. Go and Rest ....Rest in the Bosom of God...you deserve it ... God BLESS your Beautiful SOUL Daddy . Amen

Your darling, one & only daughter 

Oyinkansola  



Rest In Peace Prof

May 4, 2019
by Kola Akapa

PROF, MISSING YOU AND MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PERFECT PEACE

I was completely devastated when I heard of your passing on but who are we to question God. We spoke last on your birthday, April 18, 2019 and never knew that was the last day we would speak together. We got so close in the last five years after my retirement and we were always on telephone calls on a daily basis. We kept each other’scompany and had very useful and constructive discussions. You also provided excellent guidance to me about life and forging ahead.

You were a great man and an asset to humanity with several huge talents, capacities, strength and attributes. Your DNA was very unique. You were an academician, agro-industrialist, farmer, designer/builder, adviser, mentor, prolific writer, planner, strategist and a very good friend to all. Your barry tone voice was unique and will be missed.

Your contribution to the development of a 500ha farm for Nucleus Farm at Ado Odo and Baby food Cereal at Agbara Estate cannot be forgotten. You made history in Nigeria by contributing to backward integration, ensuring food security and creating jobs with outstanding achievements. You were unequalled and you name was written in gold.

By working with you at Nucleus Farm, I learnt several important things in life--- hard work, drive for quality results, never leave a problem unsolved, courage to confront challenges, put in your best and leave the rest to God.

After, we both left Glaxo, I still worked with you as part of Fetson Associates in the areas of agriculture and agro-industrial consultancies. We both worked so hard and delivered very important reports to the admiration of your clients.

While working with you, you thought me so may things about consultancy which money cannot buy- -high quality of work, zero tolerance for error, style of prolific writing, presentation of facts and their supporting evidence, front end engineering/designof lay outs of factories, world wide search and ordering of documents to address each assignment we had, meeting dead lines without excuses and story. I remember some of the occasions where we wrote reports for 24 hrs,non-stop and no sleep. On one occasion, I delivered a report at 3.0am in order to meet one of the deadlines. We had no excuses for failure. All of these training and technical know-how contributed to my success in life for which I am very grateful.

You were by brother and a true friend. The role you played in my life cannot be forgotten and will always be remembered. I recall the fire incidence in my house and the role you played in giving succor to the family including relocation of the family to Agbara estate.

Prof, I do not have works to express how I feel, but to say I miss you and may your soul rest in perfect peace.

Dr. Kola Akapa

Bro Tunde

May 4, 2019
by Adetokunbo Okuboyejo

Bro. Tunde!

Bro Tunde – with that unmistakable baritone!

How could I ever have imagined when I called you on Thursday 18th, April to wish you happy Birthday, that it would be our last conversation on this side of the divide. I wish I had prolonged the call, but you sounded tired, and I wanted you to rest, so I told you I would call back later. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be. I remember the fun times we had, as a student in University of Ibadan, you and Sis. Ronke opened the doors of your home to me. From Ring Road, to Adenuga St. in New Bodija up to Apapa in Lagos, I was always welcomed, and I witnessed first hand what it means to be married to one’s friend.

The food we ate! From Otong and Eba to Kainji fish to Sokund’ale (beans, super soft dodo and garri mixed into a concrete mixture that once you eat, you just sit somewhere and sleep off. The music, the love, the fun, the gist! I thank God for the memories and I thank him more that you knew the Lord and had a personal relationship with Him. Towards the end you became an Evangelist, always sending scriptures and words of encouragement to me on Facebook and messenger.

In all things the Bible says we should give thanks. Therefore I thank the Lord for your life, for the laughter we shared, the way you accepted me and related to me and my husband, Ladi(who even though is your Ijebu relation), you treated me most times as the real aburo and friend which made it possible for us to discuss weighty issues without the fear of straining our relationship.

I will surely miss you!

A man of impeccable taste, a most diligent and accomplished scholar, a man of sartorial elegance.

As we bid you goodnight, I say to Sis. Ronke, Oyinkan, Jideand Gbenga that we never really lose those we love. I know that his memory will be forever evergreen.

Bro. Tunde was much loved.

Thank you Lord for the life you gave and which has pleased you to take.

Adieu, Bro Tunde, until the resurrection morning.

Tokunbo Okuboyejo

BEYOND THE SUNSET

May 3, 2019
by AdeTokunbo Ogunlesi

Beyond the sunset, o blissful morning, when with our Saviour heav'n is begin, Earth's toiling ended, o glorious dawning beyond the sunset, when day is done.                     Beyond the sunset, no clouds will gather. No storms will threaten, no fears annoy. O day of gladness, o day unending. Beyond the sunset, eternal joy.                                  Beyond the sunset, a hand will guide you, To God the father, whom you adored; His glorious presence, His word of welcome will be your portion on that fair shore.        Beyond the sunset, o glad reunion with our dear loved ones who've gone before.  In that fair homeland, we'll know no parting, beyond the sunset forever more.                  Goodnight brother Tunde


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