ForeverMissed
We created this memorial website in memory of our beloved father, Iradj Naghibi, on the first anniversary of his passing. He was 79 years old, born on October 31, 1940, and passed away on June 3, 2020. 

Traditionally, this would be a time to gather with loved ones over a meal to celebrate his life. Because we lost him and continue to mourn him during the Covid-19 pandemic, we are not able to come together in person. In lieu of hosting a dinner, we have decided instead to make a contribution in our father's memory to a charity that he and our mother supported: Mahak Charity: International Society for Children with Cancer https://iscc-charity.org/?fbclid=IwAR0xWDUC8tzQqbc and its Canadian chapter https://www.facebook.com/ciscc.mahak/

In this space, we invite you to share memories, anecdotes, stories, and photos for us all to enjoy and to bring us all together on the occasion of this anniversary.
Posted by Rambod Behboodi on June 15, 2021
Mana and I met at the University of Toronto. Our friendship began with discussions about Plato and drifted into concerts and ballets and operas at the O'Keefe Centre. We also talked about her life as the daughter of an Iranian diplomat. That is how I was introduced to Mr. Naghibi: through the unalloyed admiration and love of a daughter, a daughter who was and remains a friend that I greatly admired then and still do.

And so it was that I met Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi, enjoyed their hospitality, their warmth, their openness, and learned to appreciate, and admire, Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi unfiltered, on my account.

What I remember of Mr. Naghibi is an ever-present smile, an even temper, a warm welcome, and sound judgement about the world. He talked to us, young ones, as equals, with respect and without any hint of condescension. It was wonderful being taken seriously by such an accomplished and serious man. Over the years, as I grew into my own skin as a person and as a professional, my relationship with Mr. Naghibi changed as well.

In 1993, he gave me my first journalistic commission.

Mr. Naghibi had been a journalist himself. In that year, he launched a most ambitious project: a Persian-language daily in Toronto. As the mandate of the governing Progressive Conservative Party under Brian Mulroney was coming to an end, Mr. Naghibi asked me to write three analyses of the Mulroney government's achievements in office. I did so, and he published them.

What an honour.

What a challenge.

What an exceptional experience!

Both Mana and I left Toronto after that, each in a different direction. Over the years, we kept in touch and I always asked after Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi. He is gone, but then he is not: he lives on in his lovely, intelligent, and accomplished daughters, and amazing grandchildren, and he lives on in our memories, in our experiences, in what we learned, and what we, in turn, leave behind.
Posted by Rahim Pourmahram on June 15, 2021
این جان عاریت که به حافظ داد دوست    روزی رخش بینم و تسلیم وی کنم             با نهایت تاثر واندوه در گذشت نا باورانه ا یرج نقیبی را به فرزندان گران قدرش مانا و نیما تسلیت عرض می نمایئم      ازرده حال و غم زده در کنار شما به جای خالی او  چه چاره جز نگاهی و اهی         ایرج یگانه ای از تبار نکویان مهربان و با محبت درد اشنا هم دل و هم زبان با همه  دریغا که از دست برفت  دریغا که با ما بود و ما نبودیم                  با عرض تسلیت به همه اقوام دوستان و اشنایان                                     رحیم سیما سروش             
Posted by Nahed Misihriki on June 14, 2021
Our Friendship with Aradj and Dokhi was very special.
Since we met we felt a special bond. Aradj was a sincere, kind and caring Friend, he was there for you if you needed. His worlds travel and career enriched our discussions and adding his good sense of humour, was always a pleasure to converse with both of them.
As to their hospitality, it was such great pleasure to be at their home.
Aradj would ask you for drinks and immediately start the music which was so similar to what we grew up with back in Egypt and was very enjoyable not to mention Dokhi's delicious food. we went to museums, shows and dinner together, they were very special caring friends that we miss so much.
God rest their souls. Sami and Nahed
Posted by Doris Colaruotolo on June 11, 2021
Mana, the minute I met your dad, well both of your parents, I felt an instant connection with them. Your dad was just so cute, his twinkle in his eyes, his little, mischievous smile , and sense of humor, made me love him right away. We shared some fun times with him. Like when I lost Mia at school and I had everyone searching for her, and your dad just watched and observed with concern of course, but didn’t panic and watched me run around like a crazy woman. And I thought this man must think I am crazy for sure , and he didn’t, he was so worried about me and later we laughed about how crazy I was:) The best was when he told Frank it was a tradition to have vodka shots and the only one having the shots was Frank and your dad just watched in amusement He was always so thoughtful and always made sure we had our share of pistachios. When he was in the room you just felt how much he loved you all. I always thought it was special when he’d even come alone to visit if your mom couldn’t. When your mom passed you felt his broken heart. But even then he would come be with you too. He was such an honorable and loving man. I truly loved being around him and your mom. Nima and you were truly blessed with amazing parents and I am so sad that they are not here with us today. I know you will both continue you on the traditions they have taught you. They loved you both and your families so much. Thank you for letting my family be apart of your family and your family traditions. We have learned so much from you. Your dad is missed every day by so many. I am so happy I had the chance to get to know him too❤️
Posted by M Az on June 11, 2021
I have known Mr. Naghibi since I was 10 (hence Mr. Naghibi is used with affection, not formality). Even though I was a mischievous child, probably (always) disrupting his downtime, he always welcomed me with kindness and rewarded my corny jokes (often in broken Farsi) with a genuine, hearty laugh. I am thankful to hi for that unconditional acceptance and the legacy of compassion, creativity and curiosity he shared. I see it live on through his daughters and their families and joyfully celebrate a life well lived.
Posted by Brian O'Malley on June 7, 2021
Iradj and I were fortunate to share several responsibilities. The two most important ones came with the description father-in-law and grandfather. The name father-in-law implies a legal relationship but Iradj and I viewed it very much as a paternal one. He saw Andrew as his son and I certainly feel Nima is my daughter. As grandfathers we shared our great love for Safianna and Cyrus. In our many conversations we often reflected on how very blessed we are by our new son and daughter and in our loving grandchildren.
Posted by David Weinberg on June 6, 2021
We still have very fond and vivid memories of the wonderful dinners at Dochi and Iradj’s apartment – the delicious Iranian food Dochi introduced us to and the gracious host Iradj was, immediately offering us a drink and regaling us with entertaining stories and his sharp sense of humour. We always enjoyed discussing world events with him and appreciated his insights. They worked so well together as a team. We do miss them at 25 George Street.
Much love to you all,
David & Margaret
Posted by Susan Eslambolchi on June 5, 2021
I have so many wonderful memories of dearest Mr Naghibi I’m not sure where to start. Mana joon was my closest friend in high school and as a result I spent a lot of time at the Naghibi household during and after high school. Dokhi joon, Mimi joon, Mr Naghibi, and Nima joon all made me feel like one of their own and I will never forget the warm sincerity they all showed me. My last memory of Mr Naghibi was a beautiful lunch at the Evergreen Brickworks on Sept 25, 2019. We enjoyed spending time on Dokhi joon’s bench and talked about travel. I never imagined that would be my last time seeing my dear Dr Naghibi. He and Dokhi joon were taken far too soon….May they both Rest In Peace. I will forever cherish my memories of him and Dokhi joon.❤️
Posted by Houshang Azadpeyma on June 4, 2021
dear freind ,our freindship by time been short but deep,I realy miss you.
Posted by Amir Izadpanah on June 3, 2021
Our dear friend will always be remembered for his intellect, sense of humour, and kind heart. May he Rest In Peace with his beloved wife and may the whole family take comfort in the legacy he leaves behind. Love,
Amir and Nahid Izadpanah
Posted by Paniz Ari on June 3, 2021
I feel very lucky and blessed to known Amoo since i was born. He always had great stories and advice for me growing up. I cherished going to Amoo and Dokhi joon's house to be with them and the rest of the family no matter if it's impromptu or a family event. My favourite memory was celebrating my birthday with their wedding anniversary on the same day when we get together because that's two celebrations in one and i loved every memory of it. I love you Amoo and you are greatly missed.
Posted by Shadi Maziar on June 3, 2021
Amoo Iradj Aziz... I woke up this morning, thinking of you, your smile and my beloved khaleh Dokhi. How I miss you both so much and still can’t believe you’re gone ... Every time I think about you, happy memories come to mind and I will always cherish those memories as long as I live. Although you are not here physically, you have left behind 2 incredible daughters and grand children. They are your legacy and I treasure that so much. My thoughts are with you now and always. I love you so much ❤️❤️❤️
Posted by Marjan Makki on June 3, 2021
Aghaye Naghibi aziz,
You and your beautiful wife were always referred to as , “Iradj va Dokhi Nazanin” , in our household.
Both of our parents have always spoken of the two of you with utmost respect and love and that is how you will be remembered forever in our hearts.
You are all truly missed....
Much love and peace,
Marjan and Manda Makki
Posted by Yaz Maziar on June 3, 2021
Amoo Iradj - I think of you often and cherish the moments we shared together with our families these past decades. I miss you and will keep you in my heart forever.
Posted by Manouchehr Shami on June 3, 2021
Iradj Aziz, That was Shirin, and my great honor knowing you, and never deminshing smiled Dokhi Khanoom.
Your kindness, your humor, a good traveler companyship, and your so gracious memory will be with us as long as we inhale.
Posted by Kash Kord on June 3, 2021
Amoo Iradj was one of the greatest men I have ever known. He always had this warm smile that I can never forget, the kindest heart and he possessed great wisdom. He always made me feel better about my self regardless of how he felt. I wish he was still here with us but I know how much he loved khaale dokhi he couldn’t stand being apart from her. He will always be missed.
God bless them both.
Posted by Golnar Majin on June 3, 2021
Nothing can describe Iradj’s kindness and great personality. He was a real gentleman and knowledgeable person.

We first met him in 1994 when he accepted to be our lawyer for immigration to Canada. After we came to Toronto in 1997, he and Dokhi joon were really kind and helpful to make sure we settle down with ease.
We never forget the warm gatherings in their homes.
In past three years after Dokhi Joon left us, we had opportunity to be more with Iradj. Although we were well aware of his vast knowledge of Farsi literature, during these times, we learned a lot of poems from him .
We are missing both of them greatly. They both have special place in our hearts .
Hope the time helps members of the family heal the wounds of this great loss.
Rest in peace Iradj joon.
Golnar and Abbas
Posted by Nasrin Rahimieh on June 3, 2021
I will always remember Mr. Naghibi as a cosmopolitain, erudite, and caring individual with a wonderful sense of humor. His abiding passion for Iran and Iranian culture always inspired me, and I wish I had had more opportunities to hear about his experiences in and outside our beloved homeland.

George and I consider ourselves most fortunate to have met him and Dokhi Joon, both of whom we miss dearly.
Posted by Mehrnaz Hadi-Zadeh-Raeiss... on June 3, 2021
Words can not describe what I am feeling of Iraj Khan. I will surely miss the presence of him as a truly loveable and kind person. He was always a welcoming gentleman. ♥️ I have a lot of nice memories of this wonderful man.
He was loved by all of us and he will be cherished in our memories for ever. ❤️❤️❤️
Posted by Hassan Hosseinian on June 3, 2021
It's hard to forget someone who gave me and my family so much to remember.
This is the summery of my feeling about Iraj Khan. In addition to his kindness, gentleness, generosity, caring and many other lovely characteristics, I will never ever forget the immense help I received from him during the first years of our migration to Canada.
Gone from my life forever, but never gone from my heart.

Posted by Douglas Stein on June 3, 2021
Missing my beloved Father-In-Law. 
As I started writing, I found that my expressions are best offered in the "Stories" section. Please join me there
Posted by Roya Kashefi on June 3, 2021
Amoo Iradj
I grew up with your kindness, gentleness, wicked sense of humour and wit that was always great fun when we met - no matter how grown up I thought I was! Love you and celebrate you through my two beautiful cousins and gorgeous children. We didn't see each other much being in two continents but the thought of you and khaleh Dokhi azizam being there was always reassuring. Miss you both
Posted by Nadine O'Malley on June 3, 2021
I have so so many wonderful memories of Iradj joon - he was always so thoughtful, kind and loving. Every year, he always remembered my birthday despite being so busy with Nowruz preparations. He made me as well as everyone he met feel special. I am so blessed to have known him. 
Posted by Mansoureh Pourmahram on June 3, 2021
ایرج ودخی عزیز
سالگرد ملکوتی شدن تان گلباران،چه
.زود وچه حیف از بین ما رفتین
بهر کجا که میروم شما را میبینم وبا
هر کس که سخن میگویم،از حنجره اش صدای آشنای شما را میشنوم
این چه اندیشه ایست که با من همراه کرده اید؟
Posted by Trygve Harvold on June 3, 2021
In memory of a special friend and a very gracious snd generous person.
You are missed so much.
May you rest in peace.
Posted by gabrielle kemeny on June 3, 2021
I have a fond memory of Mr. Naghibi. It was a lovely afternoon at a cottage that we rented where Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi, who were always the most elegant people, sat on together on a pair of lawn chairs and watched as their four grandchildren played in the lake. They had coffee and cake and looked so completely delighted with everything that they made us all smile just to watch them. I was always treated as family and with such immense generosity and warmth. I will always cherish that memory.
Posted by Leila Naghiby on June 3, 2021
Amoo iraj azizam
I miss you so much
We will never forget your kindness , laugher and love .
Your memory is always alive in our minds and hearts .
Rest in peace my dear amoo jon ❤️❤️
Posted by Sheila Maziar on June 2, 2021
♥️Iraj joonam
I always remember your Riz Riz laughs.
Your kindness, loving ♥️and caring ways will always be remembered.
You were an inspiration to us all.
You reached out and touched the lives of others
with love.♥️
You brighten many lives with just
a smile
Your thoughtfulness is always shining through.
Your generous spirit made you so special.
You brought happiness and joy to everyone’s
heart ♥️
You had a pure and giving heart ♥️
You were the light of everyone’s life.
Iraj ♥️Joonam
when someone you love dies,
it makes a Rainbow from here to heaven.
When I see the most amazing Rainbow
it must be a reflection of an amazing loving
generous man our beloved loyal friend.
We never lose the people we love, their love
leaves an indelible imprint on our memories.
Love you always with my heart ♥️
Posted by Hasti Valiallah on June 2, 2021
Iradj Khaane aziz, thank you for letting me know you during my lifetime and having you as a friend! You were of a perfect example of gentleness, generosity, and kindness, and your memories will stay with us as bright as your beautiful soul, as long as we live! ❤️❤️
Posted by Shadi Maziar on June 2, 2021
Amoo Iraj was one of a kind. I loved him very much and I miss him immensely. He was a kind, gentle and loving man who made everyone laugh. I will always remember his smiles and laughter. May he Rest In Peace close to his beloved wife. Love him so much ❤️❤️❤️
Posted by Andrew O'Malley on June 2, 2021
Iradj joon - I miss your wit, your generosity, and your kind heart. You were a true gentleman and I feel blessed to have been able to call you my father-in-law.

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Posted by Rambod Behboodi on June 15, 2021
Mana and I met at the University of Toronto. Our friendship began with discussions about Plato and drifted into concerts and ballets and operas at the O'Keefe Centre. We also talked about her life as the daughter of an Iranian diplomat. That is how I was introduced to Mr. Naghibi: through the unalloyed admiration and love of a daughter, a daughter who was and remains a friend that I greatly admired then and still do.

And so it was that I met Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi, enjoyed their hospitality, their warmth, their openness, and learned to appreciate, and admire, Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi unfiltered, on my account.

What I remember of Mr. Naghibi is an ever-present smile, an even temper, a warm welcome, and sound judgement about the world. He talked to us, young ones, as equals, with respect and without any hint of condescension. It was wonderful being taken seriously by such an accomplished and serious man. Over the years, as I grew into my own skin as a person and as a professional, my relationship with Mr. Naghibi changed as well.

In 1993, he gave me my first journalistic commission.

Mr. Naghibi had been a journalist himself. In that year, he launched a most ambitious project: a Persian-language daily in Toronto. As the mandate of the governing Progressive Conservative Party under Brian Mulroney was coming to an end, Mr. Naghibi asked me to write three analyses of the Mulroney government's achievements in office. I did so, and he published them.

What an honour.

What a challenge.

What an exceptional experience!

Both Mana and I left Toronto after that, each in a different direction. Over the years, we kept in touch and I always asked after Mr. and Mrs. Naghibi. He is gone, but then he is not: he lives on in his lovely, intelligent, and accomplished daughters, and amazing grandchildren, and he lives on in our memories, in our experiences, in what we learned, and what we, in turn, leave behind.
Posted by Rahim Pourmahram on June 15, 2021
این جان عاریت که به حافظ داد دوست    روزی رخش بینم و تسلیم وی کنم             با نهایت تاثر واندوه در گذشت نا باورانه ا یرج نقیبی را به فرزندان گران قدرش مانا و نیما تسلیت عرض می نمایئم      ازرده حال و غم زده در کنار شما به جای خالی او  چه چاره جز نگاهی و اهی         ایرج یگانه ای از تبار نکویان مهربان و با محبت درد اشنا هم دل و هم زبان با همه  دریغا که از دست برفت  دریغا که با ما بود و ما نبودیم                  با عرض تسلیت به همه اقوام دوستان و اشنایان                                     رحیم سیما سروش             
Posted by Nahed Misihriki on June 14, 2021
Our Friendship with Aradj and Dokhi was very special.
Since we met we felt a special bond. Aradj was a sincere, kind and caring Friend, he was there for you if you needed. His worlds travel and career enriched our discussions and adding his good sense of humour, was always a pleasure to converse with both of them.
As to their hospitality, it was such great pleasure to be at their home.
Aradj would ask you for drinks and immediately start the music which was so similar to what we grew up with back in Egypt and was very enjoyable not to mention Dokhi's delicious food. we went to museums, shows and dinner together, they were very special caring friends that we miss so much.
God rest their souls. Sami and Nahed
his Life
Iradj was born in Nahavand, but moved to Tehran as a child. There he worked as a teacher and a journalist before joining the diplomatic corps, rising to the rank of Consul General in Mumbai (Bombay), India. During his diplomatic career, he was posted in New Delhi, Kabul, Oslo, and Mumbai. After the 1979 Iranian Revolution, he and his family moved to Paris and once more to Oslo before eventually landing in Toronto in 1982 to begin a new life. In his new career as an immigration consultant, he helped many resettle successfully in his adopted home. Iradj and his beloved Safidokht were consummate hosts; they were known for their large and lively social gatherings which were always elegant, graceful, and warm. He was an avid player of Bridge and Belotte, and a lover of Persian poetry, endless verses of which he could recite from memory. Iradj was a true gentleman, always gracious with others; he had a sharp mind and lively, sometimes irreverent, wit that brought laughter to all who knew him.
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Shared by Douglas Stein on June 3, 2021
From the moment I first met Iradj, driving Mana and me from the airport to his house, he made me feel a part of his family. He was kind, compassionate, accepting – not at all the picture I had painted in my head. I’d heard the stories. He had been a diplomat; he had had a storied career, interacting with statesmen, presidents, kings, and queens. And when it all came crashing down, he chose family over notoriety, hardship over expediency. His integrity and veracity … they were not just random ideas; they were qualities he chose to live by.

To say I was at first intimidated, is an understatement. But I found him to be so much more. He accepted me as I was; I felt he delighted in embracing a son-in-law whose love for his daughter rivaled his own. That’s not to say he wasn’t intimidating – he once beat me at ping pong, a feat that probably should not have surprised me. Iradj Joon was good at so many things but never chose to boast. He had a quiet way of shattering expectations.

Another thing Iradj Joon excelled at was thinking of others. He knew I loved Indian food and made efforts for the two of us to frequent various Indian establishments. One time, he even asked the waiter to prepare for me a dish that was not on the menu. The restaurant obliged, only to deliver a horrible tasting adaptation. To say he was not happy would be an understatement, but not because of the chef’s shortcomings. I sensed he was frustrated because he thought he’d let me down. For me, I was not worried about the food, I was simply awed by the gesture.

Love is not an emotion easily communicated. All I can say is that the type of love Iradj Joon engendered in me was based on affection, respect, encouragement, and support. He was an immeasurable source of strength, to me, to his family, to those he truly cared about. And we all profited from our relationships with him – either through counsel or observation. In this way, the man who could have been so intimidating turned out to be so human, so caring, so profound. His many accomplishments aside, I will always consider him my second father, a man worthy of love and deserving of respect.

I know I will never be able to fill the space Iradj Joon left in my heart, even though I try to fill it with the wonderful memories he left behind. Thank you for those memories and more! I will always love and miss you, Iradj Joon.