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March 17, 2021
March 17, 2021
Your loss is filled with the years of happy memories we had and that special connection we shared with you.We love you Brother Segun and will miss you deeply.Rest in perfect peace.
March 17, 2021
March 17, 2021
As the funeral events celebrating your life commence today, we salute your memory in the name of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ! Our dear brother Olusegun Sanwoolu (both naturally and spiritually), we are forever grateful that in 1988 you surrendered to Jesus and thereby changed the course of your life and your/our family tree. You have been a joy and delight to us especially since then and we know based on God’s word and His promises that you are now absent from the body and at home with the Lord after the grace of 81+ years on this side of eternity. Though we still mourn your departure and will continue to miss you, we trust the Lord to uphold and keep all you have left behind as we run with perseverance the race before us. Looking only unto Jesus the Pioneer and Finisher of our faith that we may also be faithful till the end in Jesus name! Blessed are the dead in Christ, they rest from their labors and their works follow them (Rev:14:13). Sleep on beloved, sleep and take thy rest, lay down thy head upon thy Savior’s breast’. We love you! Until resurrection morning when we meet to part no more, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight.
Sola (Osisanya) Ojeh
for Ven Prof. Clement & Mrs Sola Ojeh & family
March 12, 2021
March 12, 2021

Olusegun Oluwole Sanwoolu, September 1956 – December 1963; School Number 971; Field House, GCIA

Sanwoolu is remembered primarily as leading member of our All-Conquering GCI 4 x 110 yards relay team and Athletics Captain. He was a GCI Athletic Legend, one of the greats.

He ran the first leg, the most technical leg of a relay team. He had quick reflexes for a quick start, intrinsic ability, and strong core muscles to defy the centrifugal forces in running the curve, and superb baton handling.

He excelled in all of these, which enabled him to unfailingly complete his assignment of getting us in the front when we entered the straight. He never failed in this.

He was the epitome of focus and concentration at the start of the race when lining up for the starters pistol, and after a flying start would go round the curve as if on rails, ferociously tearing up the Liberty stadium track with his spike shoes.

After GCI he entered the University of Ife (as it then was) as one of the first set of students in the Faculty of Pharmacy. On graduating from Ife he worked for Pfizer International before setting up his own pharmacy, Feike Pharmacy in Mokola Ibadan.

He passed away on the 16th February 2021 and is survived by his wife Kikelomo and children.
Our condolences go to her and our classmate, Segun Runsewe, who was the deceased's cousin.

May he awaken to joyful activity in God's wonderful creation! Amen.

GCIOBA 1961- 65/67 Class Set
12 March 2021
March 10, 2021
March 10, 2021
_Ode to Olusegun Oluwole Sanwoolu._

GOOD NIGHT, FEIKE !

We first met in my school where he came to teach,
A young man teaching even younger ones.
A good sprinter showing others to sprint,
A friend there to the young and old alike.

Our paths crossed later when he had attained success,
Not only had he qualified as a pharmacist
He had become a seasoned pharmaceutical representative in a multinational company,
Enjoying the full benefits of that enviable position.

I took a fresh liking to him and went with him everywhere,
Inside and outside the city, daytime and nighttime,
Every place upcoming young men would roam,
All the while learning from him the ropes of business.

Then he started his own pharmacy practice
And named it FEIKE CHEMISTS after his mother.
One that was quite reputable practice of its type in the entire city,
FEIKE was counted among the leading names of pharmacies and stores.

By now he had come to be my mentor cum consultant
Giving me valuable advice in running my medical laboratory practice,
And supporting me professionally when the need arose;
He was my brother and friend, though I called him, 'Oga mi'!

Time was when we both wanted new cars of the same brand;
I helped to order them from Kaduna through my effort,
And he helped to drive them down by his effort.
Such was the symbiotic relationship between us two.

In the course of time we found Christ as our Lord and Saviour.
We served Him in the businessmen's fellowship, And worshiped in the same bible believing Church,
Where we found grace to serve God and fulfill our ministeries.

Then things took a sharp downturn in his affairs.
It became unavoidable for him to relocate his business;
When he did, custom declined, competition increased,
More aggressive men had snatched the frontline in the pharmacy business.

Still he , not willing to cut corners nor bend rules, continued to weather the storm.
Then came an illness that would not abate for years till it resulted in his demise.
To many, death brought him peace from such protracted agony,
And transported him to rest in the bossom of his Lord till we meet again.

Good night my brother,
Rest on, my friend;
O d'aaro, Oga mi,
Good night, FEIKE!

Olusegun Ojosipe-Isaac.
March 8, 2021
March 8, 2021
TRIBUTE TO OLUSEGUN SANWOOLU
from
Chief Ajibola Ogunshola
Baaroyin Ibadan
(GCI Classmate).

Among the peculiarities, some would say oddities, of Government College, Ibadan in our time were that the school year began not in January but September, and we the students were instructed to address each other strictly by our surnames.

Even among classmates and after leaving school, the culture tended to persist unless there was a special reason to use the first or middle name.

The class to which Sanwoolu and I belong entered GCI on September 7, 1956. All students were boarders and since he and I were placed in the same Field House, we got to know each other within a day or two.

His surname was then Mayanmoju, which he pronounced with a heavy but mellifluous Ijebu accent, but it did not take long before he dropped the name.

In comportment, he was obviously more mature than most of us, obeying all the house and school rules to the letter and giving due reverence to the senior boys, which some of us were not always inclined to do. Nor did he give any problems to the boys in the junior classes, as some of us sometimes did. And because he also ran well, very well, he was respected by everyone, including our seniors. We later came to know that he was somewhat older than most of his classmates but the age difference was not reflected in his personal relationship with us.

Latin was one of his favourite subjects in the School Certificate years, which often brought him and I together. We also sometimes discussed mathematics problems.

In Higher School, our direct interactions reduced somewhat as he chose the natural sciences (Botany, Zoology, and Chemistry), while I preferred the mathematical sciences. Yet, he and I remained quite friendly. He fondly called me “Ajibsy”.

Sanwoolu smiled and laughed often, yet he was a really serious and studious student. On entering a room, his well proportioned, muscular presence announced him. He was quite affable but not gregarious.

He loved to sing aloud, full throat, and was at his merriest when he sang.

In our H.S.C years, Sanwoolu was the first leg in the school 's 4x110 yards relay team and he got nicknamed "of UAC", after the trading company, United Africa Company (UAC), which had the fastest relay team in Nigeria at that time.

In our final year, 1963, he was made the school's Captain of Athletics and a school prefect.

We attended different universities, he Ife and I Ibadan - and by the time he graduated, I had travelled abroad. After his pharmacy degree, he spent practically all his working years in Ibadan while I spent mine in Lagos.

Therefore, we did not see very much of each other except at school or class reunions or if I visited him at Feike Chemists at Mokola while in Ibadan.

I had the pleasure of entering his sprawling Bodija, Ibadan residence on three occasions. The first was when the building was still relatively new and the second when we held our class meeting there.

The third and most memorable was in January, 2017. A small group of our classmates who had come down to Ibadan for the funeral ceremony of one of us, Bode Sowunmi, had also decided to visit him. Banwo Smith, a past president of GCI Old Boys' Association, who is resident in Ibadan and was in regular touch with him, came along with us.

Sitting there, in his upper living room, was Sanwoolu, almost immobile without assistance, and able to recognise and call out the name of only one of his colleagues from Lagos, after almost one minute of our presence! His dear wife, Kike, was with him.

Just coming as we were from the funeral obsequies of another mate, one could be forgiven for falling temporarily into deep cogitation on the vagaries of human existence. The evening of life can descend upon us in unexpected ways. Here was Sanwoolu, the good man with a good heart, the ebullient, boyhood sprinter, of agile limbs and nimble feet, humbled by creeping immobility and memory challenge.

My last time of seeing him was at the wedding of his son not long after, in Lagos. Inside his chair in the church, he assayed a twich of the eyes, a twitch of attempted recognition, of acknowledgement.

He did not, however, attend the wedding reception which took place in hall nearby but sat in a car near the entrance to the hall. Victor Abiodun, another of our classmates, was also at the reception. As I was leaving, I moved close and waved to him, knowing that we might never see each other again.

Born on 15th September, 1939, Olusegun Oluwole Sanwoolu has now moved on at the age of 81. 

When he attained the age of 70, he hosted a celebration party. Eight of his GCI classmates, including myself, attended that celebration in Ibadan. Since then, four among us have moved on before him : Sokunbi, Ogunsola (Segun), Akinbiyi and Sowunmi and none of them lived to the age of 80. For the four of us remaining – Abiodun, Awoseyi, Olomolehin and Ogunshola – we are hoping or praying that each one will attain the age of 80 and beyond.

I commiserate with Mrs. Kikelomo Sanwoolu on the loss of her beloved husband. My condolences to their children and grandchildren on the loss of their beloved and revered patriarch. 

May the laudable path he trod continue to guide and guard them.


March, 2021.







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