Tributes
Uncle Loloh, you are a wonderful uncle, we have not seen you before but your
frequent calls made your name remain on our lips. You called to wish us happy
birthday(s) and other festive celebrations and also to find how we are faring, even
if everyone else forgets; if you could not call you would make out time to send a
text. It’s a shame you had to go so soon but God knows best. Your memory will
always remain in our hearts. May your kind hearted soul rest in perfect peace.
From Simeon, Joshua and Daniel Douglas.
How do I say goodbye? I still cannot believe you are gone. I am still hoping it's
not true, wishing this heartache was just a dream from which I would wake up and
find you still here, in life, with us. I often think of the memories we shared when
we were very young. My hero you heard the voice of Jesus gently calling from on
high. He was holding out His loving arms but I could not say “goodbye" so I said,
"see you later”. Loloh please wait for me in the beauty of God's heaven where the
best is yet to be. Dear lord, if roses grow in heaven please pick a bunch for me
and place it in my brother's arms and tell him they are from me.
From Cecilia Fubara
I wished it was dream, because I did not expect that you will leave so soon. When
I got the massage of your death I asked this one question that has no answer
"Why this Death" first it was my grandma, then my father now You. Uncle Loloh
was an outstanding man that loved his family, he tried his best to reach out to
everybody both young and old, close and distant relatives, and distance was not a
barrier for him to do that. He has a way of making everyone around him happy
always ready to share whatever he has with his family no matter how small or big
it is. All the tears in this world cannot wash away the first and last moments I had
with You when You told me how much people around love me, that I should never
feel less love by any one for that reasons I should always be happy and love
myself. That words of wisdom made me the woman I am today. From that
moment I loved and admired the Man you are. I know a lot of people will have
lovely things to say about u, to me you were the tallest of them all, the cutest/most
handsome, most lovable, most courageous, most real, and most caring. My Uncle
Loloh I will truly miss You. Your calls on my birthdays and all the special days of
my life. I will miss the lovely name You call Me "Ibi tubo belem" a name I got
because of the love you show to your mother, I will miss your soft and tender
voice but your memory I will carry in my heart till my last days. Farewell My
dearest uncle, my mother's beloved brother, the closest friend to my aunt (Dr
Blessing Fubara), the most caring brother CICI has and a good brother to all. May
your soul rest in peace.
From Ibimina Tamunosiepriye
Big Bro , you called to encourage me few days before you passed away. The soft
kind words of encouragement still rings in my head when the news of your death
was broken to me. You are a wonderful elder brother to me and a father to my
children. I and my children will never forget you. You call me INEADA and
Ibimina; IBITUBOBELEM. Death is the passage out of this wicked world.
We love you but God knows best.
MAY YOUR GENTLE SOUL REST IN PERFECT PEACE BIG BROTHER
From Elekima Douglas
God saw that he was getting tired, a cure was not to be. So he put His arms
around him and whispered, “Come with me.” Although we loved him we could not
make him stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands to rest. God
broke our heart to prove to us He only takes” the best” Uncle Loloh we all miss
you dearly. Thank you for all the letters and all the Telephone calls. You are my
best uncle, will never forget your advice and encouragement. Goodbye my
dearest uncle Loloh.
From Amonia Oke
AN ODE TO A RARE GEM Dear Uncle, your death came as a shock to me.
Although we didn't have much contact, the few times we communicated meant a
lot to me, never knew it will end so so soon. You touched many lives by your
selfless and countless acts of kindness, giving and never expecting any favor in
return. Uncle you are the best. Your memories will forever remain green in my
heart. Adieu Uncle till we meet again.
Your niece, Tonye Zion Fubara
A TRIBUTE TO A DEAR UNCLE
Uncle your death came as a shock to me. When we spoke (chatted) on the
Sunday before you passed on, you sounded just fine, I should have known better.
Uncle I would never forget your daily "Good mornings and Good nights" which
you did unfailingly every day. Though you were advanced in age, you had the
heart of a youth. Uncle your life challenged me to be strong and smart even as I
grow older. Your body might be gone from this world but your spirit will live on in
my heart. Though we didn't have much physical contact, I will forever cherish
every single moment I spoke or chatted with you. I love you uncle and I wish you
could have stayed a little longer. Rest in peace Uncle, until we meet to part no
more.
Goodbye Uncle, Your niece, Orinemi Zion Fubara.
Uncle, the news of your death came as a shock. The realization of its authenticity
left me distraught. Uncle, you spoke to me as a father would at a time when
circumstances stilled my path. You assured me, reassured me and motivated me
to move on and be the best I can be. Our conversations I will treasure. Thank you
so much for your love. May your soul rest in perfect peace.
You’re nice, Blessing Zion Fubara.
ODE TO LOLOH LINDSAY FUBARA
Father Lindsay is the name you were popularly called when I was growing up. I
am proud to have had you as an elder brother. You were intelligent, smart,
handsome, bold, caring, peaceful, loving, determined, and exploring. You were
everything anybody will desire to have as a brother. I love you. You taught me a
great deal of things. You inspired me in the art of reading wide. It is still fresh in
my memories: The day you took me and my big sister to the cinema (EMPRESS
CINEMA) to watch a movie “JACK THE GIANT KILLER”. That was my first visit to
the cinema. We came back home and my beloved big sister was frightened with
that experience. This was at Diobu, Port Harcourt sometime in the early 1960’s.
At that tender age in the early 60’s, I was the house keeper, so to say. I had
access to every nook and corner of the house at No. 38 Owerri Road, Diobu, Port
Harcourt. I was your main man in the house. You trusted me so much that what
you considered dear and confidential you handed over to me for safe keeping
until you asked for them. It was a secret between us. You sent me on confidential
errands and I delivered without mistakes. Most time when you visited home from
school, Niger Grammar School, Rumuola, Port Harcourt, I was always there to
give you updates concerning provisions we had at home that would be of use to
you when you returned to school. I was always happy to see you come home
from school in your sun glasses and I admired your hums. Photography was your
hubby right from your secondary school days. The photographs you took of me
attest to the fact that you loved to keep memories of the past fresh in the hearts of
your loved ones. You were creating a family album before your exit. This you
were doing because of your deep love of your roots. My dear brother, when you
started sailing from continent to continent, each time your ship berthed at Port
Harcourt Quays I always felt like a “Prince”. The aroma of your cabin alone gave
me inexplicable joy. I would go home with lots of expensive clothes, perfumes,
cigarettes, wine, candies, pens, etc. I shared these items with friends and this
endeared me to many friends. I have not heard of you being sick to the point of
grave danger except on one of your visits to Port Harcourt when we rushed you to
the late Dr. Braide’s hospital near Holy Rosary Girls Secondary School, Port
Harcourt. You were hospitalized for two days and discharged healed and hearty.
You had eaten Moi-Moi at Lagos Port and had contracted cholera. You survived.
We do not have the grace to question God. He gives and He takes. He is the
Alpha and Omega. We thank the Almighty God for your lifetime on planet Earth.
You were a Good and Peace Loving Soul. May you find rest in the Bosom of the
Almighty God in Jesus Name -.- AMEN.
Dear Father Lindsay, I had a wish that you will visit Port Harcourt in your lifetime
and we would have quality time together, for you to fill in the gaps, enlighten me
on certain issues of life, how and why you did some things in your life. We ran out
of time in this encounter together on Earth. The unfilled gaps are mostly in stories
about you. I have heard so many stories about you. Some of the stories portray
you as a mysterious being. Yes, I agree. Man himself is a mystery. Life is a
mystery. The world is mysterious. Creation is mysterious. Above all, The Almighty
God is mysterious. He created us in his image and likeness. Thus we are mystery
manifest. Some stories portray you as a superhuman. Some say you were a good
friend, selfless, dedicated, good man, honest man, …
At Tombia School, Tombia, after the evening study period how did you go
ahead of the others, to stand on the only road clad in white from head to
toe. Everyone was afraid running for dear life; thinking they had seen a
ghost. You traveled in and out of Tombia at odd hours, when there were no
boats Moving You appeared and disappeared in Tombia without any
apparent or easy explanation Why did you leave home and disappear for
months without trace or contact whatsoever. Our parents were sure afraid
but as young as I was then, I was sure you were safe At Niger Grammar
School, a mob came after you but you did not run. You stood and as they
came close, then you stretched your right hand and a pistol appeared and
all took to their heels In the dormitory when you are asleep, other students
were always afraid to approach your corner because you were always
covered full from head to toe At school, you ventured into the forest behind
the school at will and would spend hours by yourself after secondary
school, did you travel to Ghana? Information received was that you were
seen in Ghana During the Nigerian Civil War you were at Bonny Island. It
was reported that you swam across the sea to board the ship that took you
to Lagos.
Father Lindsay you became wiser in all aspects of humanity sailing round the
world; you became knowledgeable in areas that confound mere mortals You
made peace with the Almighty God. You took decisions long ago that nothing will
hinder your return journey back to your creator. You agreed that the
decomposition of your vehicle of expression, the body, and the eventual release
of your soul from mother Earth through the silver chord be hastened. This is my
perception. Hence, the cremation. Father Lindsay, you are a universal soul, you
travelled the continents of the world and in death you also decided your remains
be spread to the continents of the world. On one of your pictures, you wrote this “
~ Lindsay ~ YERIMIA-A”.
You were a special soul on earth and indeed you were an enigma. Mbere Dien Na
Mu. We shall meet on the other side of eternity, at the bosom of the Almighty God
and behold the Majesty and True Glory of our Lord Jesus Christ. Rest in Peace in
Jesus Mighty Name -.- AMEN.
Pastor Zion Douglas Fubara
Tribute to My Dearest One and Only Uncle Loloh.
I could not bring myself to settle down to write this tribute to you, Dearest One!! I
could not accept the reality of your transition. It initially seems to me that you
travelled but I had to face its reality. Each time your death reflects, the vacuum it
created widens. Your life was like a "100 meters dash race", too fast and focused
to the finishing line, with no time to hand over the baton. Those words of
Appreciation, Gratitude and Greetings which comes morning and night of each
passing day; How could I ever forget those words of advice offered directly
through messages and calls, that gave relief and raised hope. Dearest Dear, I
came to realize you were indeed an epitome of Glamour, Peace, Radiance,
Reserved yet Immaculate. I must confess, there are still more to learn from you.
You are more than a father, brother, and husband to me. To hear your advice,
chat with you morning and evening would be my fondest wish every day. But you
know God allowed it, so I humbly rest my case. I miss you so much, you were
filled with wisdom and very diplomatic in problem solving. You were such a
magnanimous man who loved every body and rendered favor to many without
asking for gratitude. I pray God who is a Good Pay Master reciprocate your kind
gestures. Though we mourn here on earth because we are humans that feel
emotional pains; Heaven has gained indeed a noble icon, a rear emblem. Rest in
the bosom of the Lord and May He give us the Fortitude to bear the loss.
Princess Zion Fubara
My tribute to my Beloved Uncle, Father and Friend
When I was told the news of your death, I didn't believe it. I decided to call your
line and when you didn't pick it then dawned on me why you hadn't replied the
message I sent, quite unlike you. I began wondering; who will wish me good
morning and night every day?, who will call me 'Big Princess'?. You always
advised me to study hard, I knew you had plans for me.Words can't portray how I
feel, you were a paragon of a perfect being. I learnt several things from you even
though we were far apart. I desired to see you in person but you left too soon
without saying good bye, not even to your Big Princess.
Adieu Uncle, till we meet again in the bosom of the Lord. Requiescat in pace.
Victoria I. Z Fubara.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF LOLOH !
