Forever in our heart DADDY, MISS YOU SOMUCH

INTELLECT IN THE SERVICE OF HUMANITY.  - A Tribute to Prof Akin Mabogunje
      
Pat Utomi

His insights into solution for many of Nigeria’s social problems hit the eardrums with the profundity of the proclamation of a sage. Yet he spoke so gently you wondered where the whispers of nuggets of wisdom were coming from.
I had the privilege of becoming acquainted with tho country’s foremost geographer, planner, development guru and statesman.
The privilege of being associated came first as a student tracking the thoughts of a master, then as one who submitted himself for mentoring and in gratitude, as one who had the privilege of celebrating the genius of another. The Centre for Vdlues in Leadership which I founded had celebrated Prof Akin Mabogunje in its Leader Without Title series just as it did for Mr Akintola Williams, Mr Gamaliel Onosode, Alhaji Ahmed Joda, Professor Grace Alele Williams, Izoma Philip Asiodu and Prof Chinua Achebe among others.
One lesson from his life's journey , I learnt early, is that Nigeria prefes to bestow honorific titles on those who scamper and scramble after such, and not to those whose work deserve honor.
Nothing spoke those sentiments as clearly as the fact that Professor Mabogunje’s work in taking the idea of a new capital for Nigeria from conception to the drawing board and practical implementation, was so huge, yet after major roads in Abuja had been named for all kinds of undeserving people, the system had neglected to name a significant thoroughfare after the father of Abuja, Professor Akin Mabogunje.
But in his humble and gentle nature, he spoke seldom about this discourtesy.
Still he poured out from his huge reservoir of intellect ideas on how to make life better for all in Nigeria in a steady flow and the ease of wisdom from a sage. His deployment of intellect in the service of humanity was emblematic of an era and generation that seems to be passing away.
What defines rhe modern world, as Adrian Wooldridge appropriately captures in a book so titled is: The Aristocracy of Talent. The books subtitle, How Meritocracy made the modern world captures the essential Mabogunje. But in him the Aristocracy of talent and the Kingship of intellect enjoy a bear hug and kiss without the typical snobbery of the intellectual being impatient with those of of less fancied endowments.
It was not freak thinking that led the great American Political Scientist James McGregor Burns to write in the huge tome on Leadership that the intellectual has moral authority. This surely was what the Billy J Dudleys , Kenneth Onwuka Dikes and Sam Alukos shared with the Mabogunjes.
Remarkably he did not dwell in the Ivory tower of his complex contemplation but offered his perspective not in language that had to be deciphered, and thus outside the scope of comprehension by those not initiated with higher research degrees. Clarity and simplicity in elevated expression is not a gift commonly available. His counsel was practical and implementable by regular public service officers.
I recall calling, on one occasion, for a reprogramming of Local Government Administration and treating them as Economic Development machines rather than policy structures of administration. His counsel was that my ideas would be more likely to bear fruit if the process were driven by community development Unions, which were very active in parts of the country like the South East.
Prof. Mabogunje had a great sense of the proper and proportion. About thirty years ago Chief Chris Ogunbanjo hosted the cream of the Business and Political elite St his home town retreat in Erunwon, near Ijebu Ode to discuss the path to Nigeria's tomorrow. When I arrived I literally bumped into Prof. Mabogunje who was grinning in palpable relief. Am I glad to see you Pat, he said. When I was leaving home today one of my children said to me : how come those of you about to die are gathering to discuss the the future of those of us who will live in that future.
Now that I see you I can in good conscience say the future was part of the conversation. I told him he would be around way into that future.
Thankfully God honored my prophesy and blessed us with more than three decades of his thoughtful reflections.
The treasure Professor Akin Mabogunje was could be found to be located in the nexus of the intellectual in his comfort zone of the Ivory tower; the intellectual as policy wonk translating the tines and inspiring advocate for a new order; and the intellectual as mother hen statesman bandaging the wounds of frustrations of rising expectations and consequent discontent from the frustrations of failure. With a nobility of spirit that was uncommon, Prof Mabogunje carried these burdens gracefully.
With all of these he still refused escape into the world of the superman trying to save the world and was a dutiful husband and father much loved by his children, as we found out when CVL honored him.
Our world is truly diminished by his loss but consolation dwells nearby in the immortality his his walk earned.

Patrick Okedinachi Utomi, Founder of the Centre for Values in Leadership is a Professor at the Lagos Business School.

Dearest Daddy, we would have been celebrating your 91 years on earth today.
And I would have called to wish you a happy birthday as p usually do.
Though, it is sad that you are no longer with us, I thank God Almighty Father for the life you lived,how you touched so many lives and for all the good works you did.
To die,is not the end for those who lived in Christ. Continue to rest with your Lord and Saviour, lovely father.

❤❤❤❤.

Adenike.

My lovely and adorable father, l thank you so much for loving and accepting me as your own. What l am today, is because of you and Mummy.
You made me to to love learning and l never stop doing just that.
I remember the day l played prank on Mama, because l did not want to go to school that day. I told her that l was not feeling well. But, when you heard, l, you told me to get ready in mins. Since, then, l have never missed school.
Thank you for visiting me in Glasgow and Surrey whenever you came to Britain.
Daddy, l love your words of wisdom about wealth and life, being honest in all things and the importance of hard work.
You are always kind and grateful for things done to you. Always saying thank you even to the drivers and for making your meals, even though you provided it all.
You are a man of honour, both in life and in death. You are highly regarded, yet , yet you humble your self.
Daddy, you will be greatly missed by us all.
Su re, papa

POSTHUMOUS TRIBUTE FOR PROFESSOR AKINLAWON MABOGUNJE.
Legends live forever in the minds of humans. Prof. Akin Mabogunje was an extraordinary Legend and that is why he would be forever missed/remembered.

In character and integrity, he was exemplary. In knowledge, he was a human encyclopedia. Nigeria's own modern Google man. You were a gift to Nigeria and to humanity in general.

Like the beauty of the ostrich, you were exceptional and inimitable. You were good from inception and remained the BEST when you rested peacefully on August 4, 2022. A once-in-a-lifetime creature. Continue to rest in the bosom of your creator. You are definitely in a better place...in the Kingdom of God.
Tpl.Yacoob Abiodun

Happy Posthumous Birthday Daddy! Continue to rest peacefully in the bosom of your maker. We all miss you!

Today is your first birthday since you left us. It has been amazing to watch how many from every media and from many walks of life have chronicled your great achievements. Many have also noted that while you were on this side of glory, your time, attention, intelligence and dedication were always directed at the well-being and welfare of others. All you did were done with tremendous amount of humility. It just occurred to me that many of the qualities we admire about you were manifestations of the fruits of the Holy Spirit. Indeed, you were an ambassador of Christ disguised among us as a highly- esteemed professional and quintessential intellectual. The Gospel of Christ according to you, Professor Mabogunje, was Grace and Humility. May your gentle soul continue to rest in perfect peace. Amen.
Professor Isaac Megbolugbe

As we mark your birthday since you departed, we honor God for the life you lived.
You were a great man in all ramifications.
Thank you, sir, for all you did for us all.
Continue to rest in the bosom of your Savior.
May the Almighty God continue to comfort mummy Justice, your children and your grandchildren as they continue your wonderful legacy,
Adieu Prof
Dr Olayinka Olasimbo

The process of understanding and crafting the story of lagos and the concept of the mega city were made easier by the pioneering work that Professor Mabogunje did Indeed much of the internal literature that was written within Government at the time quoted him copiously. Lagos owes Prof a debt of gratitude
Adieu to the humble intellectual giant
RIP

Tribute to Prof Akin Mabogunje

As we mourn the transition of our dear Brother and Uncle, we cannot but thank God and celebrate the victorious life he lived and the lives he touched. Indeed, his memory will remain evergreen in our lives and family.
You came and you saw, and you conquered both at home and abroad. We remember our yearly pilgrimage to Ijebu -Ode for the annual Mabogunje family gathering and your wise counsel and great leadership. Indeed, you ensured that the bonds of love and togetherness of the extended Mabogunje family kept on strong.
Your impact was also global and across generations. This was indeed, your “Measure of Grace”. Uncle, you fought a good fight, ran your race with integrity and gladness. While we mourn today, we also take comfort in the fact that you fulfilled your destiny and fulfilled your purpose. We are assured that you will receive that crown of righteousness which the Lord will give you (2Timothy 4: 7).
May our Lord comfort and sustain Aunty, Justice (Mrs) Titi Mabogunje and the entire family now and always.
Adieu dear Uncle and Brother and Patriarch.
We thank the Lord for your life and bid you farewell until we meet again.

Engr Bisi and Chief (Mrs) Bola Mabogunje and family

To us Professor Akin Mabogunje was "Papa Sade" and my aunt, Justice Mrs. Titi Mabogunje, "Mama Sade." During Papa Sade’s many visits to our house, he would often engage our dad, Dr. Oladipo Ogunmekan or “Ladi” as he fondly called him, in his favourite topic, current affairs and politics.

Our dad and Mama Sade were first cousins, the children of two brothers. Papa Sade was a devoted husband who was always there for Mama Sade. May his soul rest in perfect peace.

The children of late Dr. George Oladipo Ogunmekan

Tribute to Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje

Professor Mabogunje was very prominent in the growth of the Federal Ministry of Works and Housing for as far as I could remember. Prof played several key roles in the National Policies of Housing, Land and Urban Development. Professor Mabogunje was many things to many people, much more than a geographer. His vast knowledge was relevant in most aspects of the built environment. Among the many institutions in which he was personally involved were the Federal Mortgage Bank, Federal Housing Authority, Urban Development Bank, UN Habitat, Shelter Afrique and the Federal Ministries of Works, Housing, Lands and Environment, in its various nomenclature.

In December 2005, former President Olusegun Obasanjo established the Presidential Committee on the Redevelopment of the Lagos Megacity Region, a tripartite intergovernmental and inter-ministerial body. Professor Mabogunje was the Chairman and I was the Secretary. The Committee was the response of the President and State Governors of Lagos and Ogun States to the concern expressed by foreign investors regarding the deteriorating infrastructural and environmental condition of Lagos, which as a city had extended its boundaries beyond its jurisdiction into Ogun State.

With Professor Mabogunje as chairman, Federal, State and private sector partners collaborated on assignments and recorded achievements in projects that addressed transportation, safety and security, waste management, the environment, water supply and awareness creation among stakeholders. The comprehensive strategic plan for Lagos Megacity, the formulation of the legal framework and establishment of technical committees led to the successful implementation of projects.

I had the privilege of working with him as Secretary while he was Chairman of two other Presidential Committees. These were the Presidential Committee on Petroleum Pipeline Vandalisation to assess the condition of pipelines, ascertain the causes of vandalization, identify those involved and recommend measures to deal with the issue. The committee worked with the Nigerian National Petroleum Corporation in 2007. The second was the Presidential Committee on Lagos Rail Mass Transit.
The ground breaking of the Lagos Rail Mass Transit from Iddo to Ijoko was organized by the committee and performed by former President Obasanjo in May 2007.

Professor was a quintessential gentleman, his people skills knew no bounds. The forums he led cut across sectors and included among others, Traditional Rulers, Lagos Chamber of Commerce and Industries (LCCI), Vice Chancellors of Universities in the megacity region as well as Professional bodies: Town planners, architects, builders, estate surveyors, land surveyors, the Nigerian Economic Summit Group and International Organizations. Professor was not one for people praise or applause or the usual show and tell. Rather, he was focused on quietly making a difference. Professor was hardworking, paying attention to every detail. I was humbled when he took ideas and suggestions put forward into the main stream of his presentations. He was a leader and team player, not a boss.

Professor was very committed to his family. Very early, we got introduced to Justice Mrs. Mabogunje, Professor Sade Ogunsola, Mr Seun Mabogunje and Mrs Toki Mabogunje. He spoke about them with great pride. Professor was a great story teller with an interesting sense of humor. Professor was empathic and compassionate helping the high, the low, being their voice and sharing their burden. Professor fought injustice with passion to ensure that no one was undermined or denied their rights.
Professor was like Paul in the Bible.
“ To the Jews I became like a Jew so that I could help save Jews. I myself am not ruled by the law, but to those who are ruled by the law I became like someone who is ruled by the law. I did this to help save those who are ruled by the law. To those who are without the law I became like someone who is without the law. I did this to help save those who are without the law…To those who are weak, I became weak so that I could help save them. I have become all things to all people. I did this so that I could save people in any way possible.” 1 Corinthians 9:20-22 ERV.

Psalms 92:14,says “They shall still bear fruit in old age; They shall be fresh and flourishing.” Professor Mabogunje was blessed: he was bearing fruit in old age, He served the nation to the very end. His legacy is legendary and his works will continue to speak in our nation and globally. We pray for God’s comfort for the family, Justice Mrs. Titilayo Mabogunje and the children. Surely Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje will be remembered for his unique intelligence, wisdom, diversity, compassion and resilience.

To God be the glory.

Dada Alamutu
Former Secretary
Lagos Megacity Development Authority

Remembering my Grandpa, I think of hearty laughs and the steady pace at which he would call my name. It was and will always be a comforting sound in my memory. As a young kid, his presence and vacant knee to sit on was a highlight of my young life. There was always a joy about him and a calmness that was balancing for those around him.

To me he was a humble man, as I didn’t come to know of his many great accomplishments till I got older. And that makes him all the better of a man in my eyes. And to know Grandpa, and in whatever role he filled in others lives, was to love him. Because he gave out a love that was gentle, easy, and inviting. His life and all who can claim such a treasured connection to him reflect that. I also remember his work ethic — the kind of legends. Inspiring to me and so many. All of us who come after him get to carry that calling to excellence forward.

And after a life of a job well done, it’s with peace, adoration, and great honor that we say our goodbye to him in this life as he is received into the next by our Heavenly Father. Love you Grandpa and thank you!

TRIBUTE
to
Prof Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje CON, CFR, NNOM

Daddy, as I write this tribute, memories of you flood through my mind again, and again, bringing me to tears. You were in truth my second Daddy after your dear friend, my father, whom you called “Soba.” Indeed you were a great father we are all proud of – you were kind, gentle and loving; not only to your born children, but to me and my siblings as well – you were soo gentle and mild mannered that I used to think if you had not become a university lecturer, you would have made for a good Reverend Father.
Your accomplishments are an inspiration to us all – over the years, I remember sometimes hearing my father say about you “Akin is quite a scholar” – he was proud to have you as his closest colleague and friend.
Your passing leaves a huge vacuum in all our lives, but we know and understand that for everyone is an appointed time – we are condoled to know that you are in a better place.
We pray God, may your gentle soul rest in perfect peace. Amin.
--Prince ‘kitibi Oyawoye

Prof, our cousin, was very close to our father, his maternal uncle when they were both in Kano in the late 30s. Later in Ibadan, Prof would take love letters from his uncle to our mother before our parents got married.
Every time we visited Prof,he would relate numerous interesting accounts of those early family days.
Our visits became more regular upon his becoming the family head. We discussed a variety of topics and learned a lot from him.
We will surely miss his leadership, wisdom and incredible knowledge on a wide array of subjects.
We thank Almighty God for his life of accomplishments and the opportunity to learn something of the exciting flavour of his life and times.
May God give us the grace to see again in Eternity.
Rest in Peace Olori Ebi.

Gbenga Atewologun,
(For the Atewologun family.)

Tribute to my Father,
My Hero, My Mentor, My friend.

The greatness of a man is not in how much wealth he acquires, but in his integrity and his ability to affect those around him positively”. Bob Marley

Dear Dad,
I have struggled to write this tribute not because there is nothing to say but because there is so much to say and so much emotion. You were my Hero, role model. Where do I begin? When I was a child, you travelled a lot but when you were present you were present. We all looked forward to your return because you always came home laden with toys and clothes for us. You never failed. When you were home, you were always concerned about our studies and character. I remember standing in front of you reciting my times-table which we hated. I also remember the new year rituals of you talking us through our academic performances in the previous year and our behavior. You pointed out our weaknesses and allowed us to think through how we would be better people in the coming year. We all looked forward to those discussions either with trepidation or with anticipation depending on how well or badly we had done.

Daddy you were disciplined and determined and detested mediocrity. For you there was always a way to get something done. You believed in excellence and diligence. You never pushed us in any direction but required of us to not only put in our best but to ensure we left wherever we were better than we found it. You were clear on us being diligent, that whatever we put our hand to do we must do it not only to the best of our ability but must run with it for the long haul.

I remember so many things about you but I will not write about your intellect because that is so clear to see, I will write about what you have been to me and hope that others will catch a glimpse of your heart.

I remember how you taught us to sing in the car: “My grandfather’s clock” and “O I went down south to see Sally” as you drove in your Peugeot 404 amidst cries from us to move faster! I remember the songs to teach us values “When by others urged to tread a path you should not go, Let them blame you if they will but firmly answer NO”; The hymn “Father, hear the prayer we offer: not for ease that prayer shall be, but for strength that we may ever live our lives courageously.” These were the values you lived by and taught us so to do. I remember, Oh I remember you taught me to sing and I still love to sing and my children too. I have taught them.

I remember your words” Never chase money, Chase excellence and Money will follow” I remember you taught us to face the consequences of our action because that is the honourable thing to do. You taught us to stand up for what we believed and be the best that we can be. I remember your love of the superior argument and how as teenagers we had to marshal our points to counteract your objections to our staying out at a party till 12am and not 8pm, we never won. I remember our many loud and often passionate discussions around the dining room table with every one proving one theory or the other. You loved it and encouraged us.

I remember your prayers for me to marry my friend. Your pride as you walked me down the aisle and your tears as you handed me over. I remember the many conversations with my husband and I at your regular visits to our home, your pride in your grandchildren and your joy in their company.

I remember as an adult our many conversations about our country. Your belief in Nigeria was palpable. As you said, the straws of change are already in the air and will, in time, coalesce to give us the country we want. In the meantime, you said, our duty is to do our bit and do it well. You believed in people and you were proud of me and my work, but you have left such big intimidating shoes behind that will be impossible to fill. Nevertheless, we will continue to do our best because that is all you have ever asked of us and all anyone should give.

I remember your ease of interaction with all ages, your humility, and lack of guile and I used to worry. Even in the last days you were stoic and unfailingly courteous to all. I remember so well because you were such a gentle, caring unassuming, optimistic, honourable man with a love of family, humanity and Nigeria.

I remember Dad and I am so proud of you, of your legacies and If I am half the man you were I will feel that I have excelled.

Dad, I miss you so much already, it is hard to accept that I will never hear your voice again but I will always carry you in my heart . Sleep on in perfect peace in the bosom of the Lord.

Your Daughter

Folasade Ogunsola

Adieu Grandpa.

It’s so sad to start a tribute with a goodbye. My Grandfather, Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje. I grew up thinking the L in his initial stood for Lawrence until I later found out it stood for Ladipo meaning “Wealth prospered. You certainly were a wealthy and prosperous man. I was born when you were in your 60s and grew up to know you were into academia and a professor in addition to the many other commitments you worked on. I looked up to you as you always spoke to us in a friendly and kind way, a bit of old school and sometimes boring to be very honest to my childish mind but little did I know how much impact you were making on everyone and every institution you came across.

I remember my Grandpa was always working. Traveling within and outside Ibadan where he resided. I was fortunate enough to be taken to grandpa and grandma’s house after school in what seemed to be like every day. My grandfather is a very gentle man. Always have the best opinions and advice. I remember when he told me in primary school that “you know you have the capability to make an A”. It came as a shock because I didn’t even take education seriously until my Master’s degree in Chemical Engineering. I was always floating by. My grandfather made sure to be present at all important milestones in my life, even coming all the way to visit me in my A-level school in the U.K. as old as he was. He believed in me when I didn’t even believe in myself. He was always so proud of me.

Upon returning to Nigeria after my master’s degree he explicitly said even though we have achieved the academic success we still “don’t have discipline”. I shrugged it off then, but my 7 years back in Nigeria have definitely worked on my discipline, resilience, self-confidence, and character. What I’m trying to say was that Grandpa was so wise he could see areas where you have strength or short long before you even realize it yourself. He was Wealthy in Wisdom!

Upon returning back to Nigeria, I started to know more about Grandpa, what he stood for, feats he had accomplished and achieved in Nigeria, lives he had impacted, missions he had completed, and connections he had that I never would have ever imagined. I certainly know that if I didn’t find out from elsewhere, my grandfather would have never mentioned it. That was his lifestyle. He was Wealthy in Grace! He looked at life from the lenses of grace and lived life in the service of God and others. I have never seen my grandfather brag about anything he had ever accomplished, he doesn’t even mention it.

I remember when I gave him a part of my first salary from my then-new job thanking him and my grandma for helping to raise us. He prayed for me to live a life of service to God. I cherish that prayer. Just like I’ll forever cherish ALL my memories spent with my grandfather. This is because every experience with him was a learning curve. Either learning to be kind, or being taught the history of Nigeria, or exciting things like space and time travel. He will often leave whatever he was doing to spend time with my siblings and me discussing and answering whatever questions were thrown at him by us. No matter how senseless. Absolutely whatever. He never got angry and he was ever so cheerful and kind. He was forthcoming.

Grandpa was most certainly a Prosperous man. However, it wasn’t easy to tell what he was from his very modest personality and lifestyle. We learned who he was, from the people he had helped, lives he had impacted, communities and infrastructures he helped set up, etc. it’s clear to me that God almighty used him as a vessel to grow to Nigeria and beyond. He was undoubtedly God-fearing, certainly driven, certainly, a patriot, certainly pan-African, and certainly result-oriented as opposed to money minded. It’s just a shame he didn’t get to witness the dream and vision for Nigeria he worked and fought so hard to build.

I love you very much Grandpa, But God loves you so so so so so so so much more!

Adieu, Grandpa. Until we meet to depart no more in Jesus' mighty name. Amen.

From Peter Taiwo (TT) Oye
Grandson

A man of many firsts in my life

Grandpa was without question the family patriarch, a man of many firsts as I have heard frequently: First male in his family, Nigeria’s first professor of geography, the First African to lead certain organisations, and the first to receive many niche awards. I’m sure most people reading this tribute know about this, or have read something similar in this book, or other sources.

Less known “firsts” dear to me include the fact that he bought me my first church clothes as a child, my first books, my first journal and my first pen. Perhaps he was trying to make me an academic after his own image. He was a consistent figure in my life, and obviously, he cared.

Grandpa’s house was my second home growing up. It was less than a 10 minutes drive from our house in Ibadan and needless to say, we were always at his. Little, rascally and rancorous, he nicknamed me and my twin, the “Hurricanes” at a point for turning his rooms upside down. Once we entered his room or library, we were always opening drawers and searching for things, as everything looked like ancient artefacts to us as children. Decorations were broken, books were painted on, and we curiously ask questions, and eat his snacks. He accommodated us. He was stuck with us after all.

I cherish the family dinners we had, eating Elubo and Ewedu, as you sat reticent at the corner of the table (never at the head), providing us pithy advice and lessons. You were so humble, I thought every grandpa ought to be like you.

Thank you, Grandpa
• I want to celebrate you today Grandpa. You gave us really big shoes to fill.
• Thank you for the pithy words of wisdom and for always instructing us to “Trust God”, when things seemed hard. I don’t know why I keep forgetting it but will keep this close.
• Thank you for always being at my graduations, reviewing my essays, and advising me on the use of mnemonics to boost exam performance
• Thank you for always being a listening ear to whatever came out of my mouth. Despite your busy schedule, you made time.
• Thank you for not showing your temper around us. I don’t even know if you even had one, I only heard the stories of your saga with Uncle Seun in his heydays. Must have been an interesting period.
• Thank you for vicariously manifesting multiple biblical blessings on your children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. “The righteous man walks with integrity;
blessed are his children after him” (Proverbs 20:7). “Seest though a man diligent in his business? He shall stand before kings, he shall not stand before mere men.” (Proverbs 22:29).
• Thank you for being the closest thing I know to an Angel. 

An Angel you are. One of the only people that helped me realise there is more to life than self-enrichment. Your life really shows it is better to give than to receive; and when you gave, you gave your all. Such a hard character to emulate, and you did it so seamlessly. Whether it was serendipity, or divine intervention when we needed you were always there. My sister was stranded at the airport as a teenager after her flight got cancelled and you just casually strolled in by chance and sorted her out – what are the odds? Many more examples of such fortuitous occurrences. 


God bless you, Grandpa. Till we meet again to part no more.

Lots of Love

Paul KK Oye
Grandson

Uncle Akin and Aunty Titi were two of my favorite people to spend time with when I was a young girl. Visiting their house was a fun outing for me and my friends when I was at the University of Ibadan. Mama (Aunty’s Mom) always invited us to stay for dinner and desserts (we were starving students!) Visits were extra special when Uncle Akin was home - he would serve wine with dinner and educate us about after dinner drinks, making sure we knew the difference between “liqueur” and “liquor”. And we were always laughing at his jokes which reflected his wry sense of humor. All of us knew he was a Geography professor, but we didn’t really know the scope and significance of his research and contributions to Nigeria, as well as on the international stage.
Uncle was so humble, and was never condescending to us young students. He just welcomed us and made us feel important.

As I settled down with my husband far away in Los Angeles and started bringing up my own children, I missed the relationship with Uncle and Aunty.  I’m sure I could have benefited from his quiet humorous advice as I cut through the jungle of parenting in another country. I am immeasurably blessed that I was able to visit them whenever I went home. It was especially wonderful for me when I visited with my three adult children in Xmas 2016. I wish they could have enjoyed his company more as I had as a young lady.

Uncle’s legacy will live on in his five fantastic children - each one of them is a living piece of him, and I thank God that he saw each child become a superb individual. There is no better blessing than that!

I pray that Aunty will be comforted by her sweet and loving memories, secure in the assurance that she will see him again on the other side.

RIP my dear Uncle.

Yinka Bamgbose (née Oyemade)

Tribute to a Great and God fearing Man

A good man. A very good man. A man anyone would want to have as a father. A gentleman. A very kind man. A highly principled man. A family man. A strong believer in the Christian faith. These are only a few of the many wonderful attributes of my father-in-law. To put it in plain terms, he was simply an extraordinary man, unlike anyone I have ever met before and most likely, would never meet again.

I remember many years ago, long before I met my lovely wife, his daughter Bimpe, my father-in-law would call me when he was in London and would ask me to pay him a visit before he left. This was due to the closeness between my parents and my now parents-in-law. I was very much a rascal at the time, and would always wonder what a man of that standing would like to discuss with me! What sort of conversations could we possibly have if not centered around my rascality which he was very much aware of? So of course, I made sure I avoided him each time. When I met my wife a few years later, I am sure he must have been a bit wary knowing my rich rascality history, which in all fairness was understandable. However, our relationship later grew to one of mutual respect and much admiration from my end. 

Apart from his global accomplishments which many are already familiar with, I had the privilege of seeing sides of him that may not have been so obvious to the public due to my marriage to his daughter. The most intriguing thing for me was seeing how much he feared and loved God. He prayed fervently and could recite a multitude of Bible passages off the top of his head. It is no surprise that I never saw him ruffled or panicky about any situation because he trusted God wholeheartedly and would often end any advice to me with the phrase “trust God”. He also loved hymns and would sing and whistle the tunes of different hymns around the house.

Shortly after I got married, I recall he threw a party in his Bodija, Ibadan house and invited me over to assist with the sitting arrangements for his guests. When I arrived, I noticed how he had meticulously placed potted candle lights around the walkway and set almost everything in place. However, the house was dead quiet so I asked him if at all there was going to be any music. He immediately exclaimed that he had completely forgotten about the music and we both had a very good laugh about it. He was obviously used to more serious gatherings. This does not mean that he never enjoyed listening to music as I once stumbled on a truckload of his old music cassettes of various genres when I helped him clear out his storage. He surely was a man of many good parts.

A very simple and modest man. His simplicity was beyond what anyone could imagine for a man of such status. He travelled around the world frequently but there was not a single time that he was in Europe that he did not go to England to visit my children in their colleges in different cities around England. He would take them out for meals and have lengthy conversations with them which they would later excitedly tell me about. It was impossible to believe that a man as busy as him could make out the time for this. He also went out of his way to attend my children’s first degree graduation ceremonies and the master’s degree ceremonies of my twin boys, which I will always be grateful for. He evidently loved my wife and kids very much.

He had such a solid reputation that spoke for him in places where he was not present and opened doors for those associated with him. From my experience, the easiest example will be a time I went for an interview in Abuja on a World Bank project in the area of Solid minerals. On getting to the place of interview, I was the first to be called in and overheard some of the World Bank task team leaders who came in from Washington telling the project coordinator that they have been trying to reach “Professor Mabogunje” for a few days to no avail. I could not help but ask which Professor Mabogunje they were referring to and they went on to describe my father-in-law. I immediately picked up my phone and rang him and he spoke to them. I must not tell you that the interview did not take place any further and those waiting to be called after me were told to go home. This is one of the many doors that his hard earned reputation opened for me.

His extreme diligence and hardworking spirit were evident to all. I recall that during his 75th birthday party which was hosted by the then President Olusegun Obasanjo at the Presidential Villa in Abuja, Obasanjo emphasised how diligent of a man my father-in-law was. He added that what surprised him most about my father-in-law was that he was able to give an opinion on any issue or thing that he (Obasanjo) was confused about within an unbelievably short turnaround time.

I have never met anyone like him, not even members of his family who share genes with him. Extremely honest, kind, humble, gentle, intelligent, hardworking, and God fearing. During one of our many conversations, he told me that Godliness with contentment is a great virtue and advised me strongly not to be involved in anything that will incriminate my name. He gave an example of a former President of Mexico who was called to face the law for crimes he committed while in office about 40 years after he left office. He also advised me never to be desperate for anything in life. His principles and lifestyle were simply admirable.

He was always appreciative of any act of kindness done to him, no matter how small, and will always say “thank you”. A unique gentleman that cannot be compared with anybody.

During one of my last visits to him about a month before his departure, he called me and asked how I was getting on, about my kids and when I was going to come back to see him. His brain was very active to the very end that I honestly wish it was possible for him to have dropped it for me to use. I would instantly turn into a Warren Buffet! (haha).

Everyone has spoken so graciously about my father-in-law and I want to join all in appreciating the legend that he was. He has surely done well for humanity, his family, and the Christian faith, and I am sure that the Almighty God will give him a perfect resting place amongst the Angels.

May his soul rest peacefully in the bosom of the Almighty God in Jesus Mighty Name. Amen

Adieu,
“Master Femi” (as he fondly called me)

PROF AKINLAWON MABOGUNJE: INTEGRITY OF TALENT AS GUIDING PRINCIPLE

As we celebrate the life of one of the brightest and best of our time, our thoughts are with the Mabogunje family, we thank you for sharing Prof Akinlawon Mabogunje with us. Prof was a trailblazer in urban development theory and public policy, in our nation and beyond. An embodiment of civility and integrity, he inspired and nurtured several generations in academia, public policy and practice. I am personally grateful for his profound impact in my professional and personal life.

Prof Mabogunje lived true to his name, Akinlawon, which literal translation means “the brave one amongst them”. Intellectually and morally brave, Prof’s thirst for service was uncommon. He was tireless in giving his best. Integrity was most notable amongst the many virtues and endeavours of this rare gentleman. These attributes were especially expressed through the numerous publications, pioneering projects, corporate appointments and government committee assignments he took on, even until late in life. In his words:
“…you don’t anticipate what anybody asking you to do something wants, you do it to the best of your ability, so that has been the guiding principle of my life” (Beacons from Icons #02: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UClaBULNE2AmX4QX90TN0uJA)

For those who had the privilege of encountering this great man of virtue, no one could be in doubt that integrity was the guiding compass of his Grace filled life. Prof’s genuine love and commitment toward the ideals of a better nation was always evident, ever ready to serve, especially in non-glamorous roles, giving us the benefit of his immense wisdom and experience.

Although he prepared many worthy successors, Prof Mabogunje will certainly be missed, the vacuum he left would undoubtedly be hard to fill. The easy camaraderie we enjoyed in his presence, the often present glint of humour in his eyes, the insight and wisdom he freely imparted and those moments we spent exploring options for better housing and environmental development in our beloved Nigeria. Prof was a conceptually strong, yet pragmatic intellectual. We recall with fondness, that when we stray too far into the future we want for our country in the built environment, he would proffer his fatherly and loving counsel with a proverb in Yoruba - “Ayan gbe eran dun, a mo ki la o je ki eran o to gbe” (roasted meat is delicious, but what will assuage our hunger while the meat cooks).

All the words in the world cannot express how much we shall miss our beloved Prof, so with deep affection for a great friend and father figure, we say adieu.

Brig Gen P. M. ‘Tunde Reis (rtd) NPOM, OON

Emeritus Prof. Akin L. Mabogunje : In Celebration of an Unassuming Multitalented Achiever

Professor Akin Mabogunje was an exceptional man endowed with grace, versality and excellence. He left many indelible legacies. The different facets of his successful life, brilliance and accomplishments have been widely attested to by many who associated with him in various capacities. To me, Prof was a great inspiration and a worthy mentor. He was an embodiment of so many good things. I admired him for his calm demeanor, ingenious contributions and sound advise in the field of housing and sustainable urbanisation for which he will be greatly missed.

I first met Prof Mabogunje as a student of Geography in the University of Ibadan where he occasionally gave lectures in urban studies after his retirement. l was drawn to his person and recognized him as a special breed. He was a good communicator and his lectures were delivered simply, slowly and clearly in his unique calm voice. They were also very interesting and captivating that we listened attentively more than we wrote down notes. It was like being in conversation with a friend, especially when he spiced it up with his distinct half smile. It was therefore not surprising that his teachings sunk so easily into our developing brains and remained locked in. His courses needed almost no revision, were easy to pass and we all scored highly.

We were also fascinated by his world-renowned publication on ‘Urbanization in Nigeria’ which was about urbanization and state formation in which he argued that the existence of specialists is not sufficient to cause urbanization, and described three ‘limiting conditions’ which are additionally required, namely: a surplus of food production; a small group of powerful people to control the surplus and maintain peace; and a class of traders or merchants who can provide materials to the specialists. Alongside another popular publication of his ‘The Development Process: A Spatial perspective’ they provided a telescope which exposed us to the wider world and the knowledge of Geography as a fundamental basis and stepping stone for driving sustainable urban development.

Let me fast forward to my career life at the Federal Ministry of Works and Housing where I met up with Prof again as we all fondly called him. He became a household name in my family, the Ministry and the Department of Urban and Regional Development (URD) in particular which was then under the directorship of Mr J.O. Okunfulure and which was his favourite ‘home’ in the Ministry. He demonstrated much interest and spent time and energy pursuing the advancement of the housing and urban development sector in Nigeria. Despite the ups and downs in progress and many lapses over the years, Prof held faith and was resolute that setting the policy and programme structure of the Ministry in the right direction was a strategic imperative for guaranteeing the well-being and productivity of the citizenry, advancing socio-economic growth and hence sustainable development. Along with his late friend and colleague, Sir Fortune Ebie who had similar passion, they both pursued this course steadfastly and vigorously for the better part of their lives, including providing selfless service to the Ministry’s leadership and management.

I feel honoured and privileged to have worked closely with Professor Mabogunje on many of the national and international assignments he engaged in including establishment of the erstwhile Urban Development Bank of Nigeria (UDBN) in 1992 and his activities with the Policy Advisory Board of the Cities Alliance. Others included the Presidential Committee on Housing and Urban Development which was inaugurated in May 2001 under the Chairmanship of Sir Peter Odili the former Governor of Rivers State. Prof Mabogunje was requested to steer the Committee due to his intelligence and wisdom demonstrated right from the inaugural meeting.

Consequent on the Committee’s Report and the issuance of the Government White Paper on the Report, the summary of which was that it shall be the ultimate goal of Government: “To ensure that all Nigerians own or have access to decent, safe and sanitary housing accommodation at affordable cost with secured tenure through private sector initiative with government encouragement and involvement”, a plethora of achievements and clear transformations in the housing and urban development sector occurred soon afterwards.....and our erudite scholar and practitioner Professor was at the centre of all the swift progress.

It led to the establishment of the Federal Ministry of Housing and Urban Development in 2003 as the main policy arm of the Federal Government for housing and urban development. It also resulted in the inauguration of a Presidential Technical Board (PTB) of the Federal Mortgage Bank of Nigeria (FMBN) headed by Prof Mabogunje to address the establishment of institutions that would drive developments in the housing sector value chain. Consequent upon this was the emergence of the Real Estate Developers Association of Nigeria (REDAN) as the umbrella body for professional real estate developers to advance the delivery of affordable mass housing for Nigerians; the Building Materials Producers Association of Nigeria (BUMPAN) to help regulate the prices of building materials and other Nigerian manufactured products and the Mortgage Banking Association of Nigeria (MBAN) to ensure effective housing and mortgage policies.

It also saw the emergence of the Lagos Megacity Project to address the growing urbanization problems of Lagos and to facilitate a general strategic plan for the redevelopment of the uncontrolled and expanding Lagos Megacity Region. In all these tasks, l was captivated by the way Prof meticulously led his working teams to productive results and the amiable and warm manner in which he integrated and embraced all the junior staff as we were then into the Committees meetings and activities, including the fieldwork.

Professor Mabogunje was no doubt a man of dedication and selfless service. He was a pacesetter and an achiever. His contributions and impact were pronounced cutting across many sectors. No wonder at all that he was also the first Nigerian to be awarded the prestigious ‘UN-Habitat Scroll of Honour Award’ by the United Nations in appreciation and honour of his intellectual works in research, consultancy, publications and activities that have impacted positively on the living conditions of urban dwellers through the overall improvement in the totality of their milieu, health, housing and economic welfare.

Prof was also humble and polite. At the same time, he did not hesitate to caution those who erred and it was always towards one’s self improvement. It brings to mind Nigeria’s participation at the third session of the World Urban Forum (WUF3) held in Vancouver, Canada in 2006 where in the absence of a Minister heading the Delegation, he took on the responsibility of leadership and brought together all members of the extra-large Nigerian delegation who were expecting to be dined and wined by Prof, only to be admonished in his calm, but emphatic tone for their low performance and unpreparedness for the Forum, making reference to better prepared smaller delegations. That singular incident marked a turning point in Nigeria’s future international engagements resulting in the country championing and hosting vital continental meetings and conferences in the sector including the African Ministerial Conference on Housing and Urban Development in 2006; the African Regional Meeting for the United Nations Conference on Housing and Sustainable Urban Development (Habitat lll) and the Shelter-Afrique Annual General Meeting both in 2016. The was all in credit to Prof Mabogunje’s encouragement and motivation.

Another key highlight of my association with Prof was serving in the Local Organizing Committee of the International Planning Committee that put together the week-long activities to mark Prof’s 75th birthday celebration in Abuja in 2006. The International Committee was led by two of his now departed proteges and dear friends: Dr. Alioune Badiane and Mrs Mariam Yunusa who at the time were working at the United Nations Human Settlements Programme (UN-Habitat) located in Nairobi, Kenya. Prof Mabogunje’s associates, friends and colleagues came in their large numbers from near and the furthest parts of the world to pay their respect and celebrate him. That engagement opened us up to a deeper appreciation of Prof’s warm and charming personality.

I recall Professor Akin Mabogunje with great respect and deep affection. I recall his soft tones of ‘Tell Me Edna...’ and ‘...you do that’ whenever we spoke on the phone if he wanted something done for him in Abuja. Prof was indeed an exceptional and great man.

May God comfort the loving family you left behind and may your gentle soul continue to rest peacefully.

(Signed)
Tpl Edna Deimi Tobi, Mnitp
Special Assistant on International Cooperation and Partnerships
Federal Ministry of Works and Housing

To my Angel: A Trip Down Memory Lane

My grandpa spoke about this day, “the day he is no more”. In fact, for the last couple of years, he would say that he was on the “departure lane” and I will refute his words each time by saying that he was going to live up to at least 100 years old. I mean, his father lived to 103 years and his mother, 94 years, so based on my naive calculations, him living to 100 years was not an overly ambitious desire. He would only smile when I said this, probably thinking that it is only God who can say the amount of time a person has on earth.

Though he did not reach the 100 year mark, I am incredibly grateful to God for a life well spent. Not just anyone can boast of living to 90 years in good health and sound mind; having a loving and united family who love and respect you; being a pacesetter in one’s field of practice; serving one’s country with utmost dedication and passion; being a national and international asset; living a life full of integrity and service which everyone testifies to; impacting the lives of millions both locally and internationally; and above all, serving God in all things – but my grandpa can boast of all these and more, even though he never would have if given the opportunity as he was humble to a fault. A very blessed man he was indeed.

There are so many beautiful memories that I have of my grandpa. My earliest memories of him were created when my mother would periodically drop off my brothers and I at my grandparents’ house in Ibadan. I must have been between 5 and 8 years old at the time. Although my grandpa travelled a lot then, he somehow seemed to be around every time we came over or would just be returning from a trip the evening or the next after we arrived.

At that time, he had a home study where he spent a considerable amount of his time. The home study was fitted with several rows of bookshelves almost reaching the ceiling and overspilling with various literary genres. Little inquisitive me found the study so fascinating and will walk between each row admiring the books all the while wondering whether it was possible for a human being to have read that many books. I eventually asked him if indeed he had read them all to which he chuckled then responded in the affirmative. Right then, I was convinced that I was living with a superhuman and would thereafter proudly tell anyone who cared to listen that my grandpa had read a million books! (The books were definitely not up to five thousand). Little did I know then how much more of a superhuman my grandpa really was considering who he was and all he had accomplished.

In the evenings, when I was not accompanying my grandparents on walks around the neighbourhood, my brothers and I would perform a variety of songs for them in front of their garden where they sat. My grandpa would watch us with much attentiveness then have a good laugh at the end while encouraging us to move on to our next performance. He was a very busy man but still made much time for such frivolities.

I also remember when I was 12 years old and was told that the then President of Nigeria, President Olusegun Obasanjo, will be throwing a 75th birthday party for my grandpa at the Presidential Villa. Before this point, I had no idea that my grandpa was of any national importance because I do not think I understood what exactly he did as a profession. But for the President to be throwing him a party? He must be much of a big deal! I had the privilege of attending the event and still remember how proud I was to be his granddaughter that day. I walked with my shoulders held high all through the night (whether or not anyone noticed me, I cannot say), while making sure to introduce myself as his granddaughter when asked.  

As I grew older, I was able to have more meaningful interactions with him. I enjoyed asking him questions about Nigeria’s history, and he would happily give detailed accounts of historical events. Listening to him was as though I was reliving such moments of history as his narrations were always so captivating. I could feel his passion for the country from his tone and demeanour. It is really a shame that he did not live to see the Nigeria that he believed in and worked so hard for. I only pray that his labour for the country will not be in vain.

When I was not around him, I often called him to check up on him, so much so that I knew his number off the top of my head. I would scream “Hiiiii grandpaaaaaa” once the call connected and it was always a joy hearing him chuckle on the other end of the phone before responding in his usual gentle and eloquent voice, “Hello Miss Rere.” God. I will terribly miss hearing his sweet voice.

During my A-levels in York, United Kingdom between 2011 and 2013, my grandpa (along with my grandma) came to visit me in school. I should mention that it is almost impossible talking about grandpa without grandma as they did everything together. They came all the way from London, which is about a two hour train ride to York, to see how I was doing. They met some of my teachers (I think) and took me for a meal afterwards. Honestly, after that experience, I considered myself nothing but blessed. To have grandparents who care so much and were willing to take the time out of their schedules to visit me when they did not have to can only be a blessing from God. I would never forget how they made me feel that day.

There was never a time when my grandpa was not involved. From attending graduations, to calling on birthdays, to asking about work, he has always been there. Even when my brothers and I moved to Lagos for work, grandpa would visit whenever he was in town and insist that it was impossible for him to leave Lagos without stopping by. I took many pictures and videos of us together, including Snapchat videos with silly filters. I always enjoyed the time we spent together. He was ever so gentle, kind, hilarious and wise all at the same time.

I am happy I told him I loved him often because I really and truly did. While his absence is greatly felt, my only consolation is knowing that he was a very good man who lived a very great and purposeful life - a blessing most of us pray for. I know this is a celebration of life as living up to 90 years is no small feat, but I guess no matter how old a person is, nothing ever prepares those who love them for their departure.

I love you deeply, Grandpa. Till we meet again. Rest well my angel.

- Rereloluwa Oye (granddaughter)

Tribute to Professor Akin Mabogunje on behalf of the family of Dr Olarewaju &Mrs Omolara Olasimbo
‘Akin’ as our late father used to call him was a very close friend and confidant of our father and Mummy Justice Titi Mabogunje was also very close to our mom.

The Mabogunje’s have always being our next door neighbor in Ijebu ode for almost all our lives
Prof’s father Pa Mabogunje was our Grandpa in the neighborhood for most of us growing up
His late mom Mama Mabogunje was the praying Grand ma that was coming morning and evening to the hospital Roona Hospital which occupied the house next door to them as long as mama could walk and she did the prayers for the patient till her death.

All of us children knew prof to be an erudite scholar, humble and a complete gentleman to the core.
We appreciate his support to our family since both parents passed on.
We pray for mummy Justice for God to comfort her and the children the fortitude to bear the irreparable loss.

Prof you have finished the race and no doubt a golden crown awaits you.
Continue to rest in perfect peace

The children of Dr Olarewaju &Mrs Omolara Olasimbo

MY GRANDFATHER WAS AN ICON

My Grandfather was an icon. An icon in his family, An icon in his schools, An icon in his profession, An icon in his community, An icon in his nation, and dare I say it: An icon in this world

At a young age he reached the pinnacle of his studies. Securing his PhD at the age of 34. I am currently 34. So I know how dedicated he must have been to become a professor at my age.

From there, he went on to become many things. Some of which earned him the moniker “Father of Geography & Urban Development” in Nigeria.

Because he accomplished many of these things early on in his life, the truth is, I didn’t know the man who worked hard to establish his legacy.

By the time I got to know my Grandfather, he was a retired professor receiving awards left and right for his accomplishments. It was clear that he was a great man even though he never spoke of it.

I remember visiting his study as a child and being surprised by the number of awards and placards that he had, just laying around all over the place. Like I said, it was clear that he was a great man even though he never spoke of it.

In fact, it can be said that I didn’t know just how hardworking my Grandfather was until I read his autobiography.

That book was a game changer.

I now knew that this old man who never spoke about his accomplishments was in fact a deep well of resources within my reach laying untapped… and I told him as much. “Grandpa, I’ve read your book and I think I’d like to be talking to you more often.” To which he said “I’m at your disposal.”

I wish I could say that that conversation was the first of many like I planned. Instead, it was just the first of a few.

I got to ask my grandfather how he was able to stay optimistic about Nigeria given his vast experience and his various advisory positions and he said that he was appointed to give advice and sometimes the government took it and sometimes they didn’t but he wouldn’t let that affect his giving of the best advice he could.

He explained that at any point in time the government has multiple considerations on its table, not just his projects. So he is mindful of that fact when the government chooses to do or not do as he has advised.

It was a simple answer that meant “I do my best and leave the rest to God.” So his optimism was not dependent on the outcomes of previous projects. He didn’t say to himself that because they didn’t take my advice on project A, I won’t advise them on project B.

That’s the kind of man my grandfather was. Humble. Ever optimistic. And hardworking. Till today, I don’t know just how many awards he earned. But I do know that he was a great man.

Like I said, my grandfather was a great man even though he never spoke of it.

So Grandpa, even though you never spoke of it, I know you were a great man. Thank you so much for all the ways in which you positively impacted your family, your communities, your nation and the world.

As you go to rest now, I wish you a peaceful slumber until we meet again in paradise.

TRIBUTE TO AN ACADEMIC GIANT
The souls of the virtuous are in the hands of God and no torment will ever touch them. In the eyes of the foolish they seem to have died and their departure is thought to be a disaster and their going from us to be their destruction; but they are in peace. (Wisdom 3: 1-3).
It is against the backdrop of the above words of the scripture, that I write to pay tribute to an academic icon, Emeritus Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje, who was the father of my friend, and Chairperson of the Academic Publishing Centre @ Unilag, Professor Folashade Ogunsola. Professor Mabogunje was a renowned Geographer, Urban Planner, Author, and University Administrator, and will be remembered for his many contributions to the field of Urban and Regional Planning within and outside Nigeria. He became Nigeria’s first Professor of Geography at the University of Ibadan where he distinguished himself in many administrative and leadership positions, serving as Head of Department and Dean of the Faculty of Social Sciences, among others.
He was also very successful in the home front, as is evident in the quality of children he has left behind, prominent among who is Professor Folashade Ogunsola, Professor of Medical Microbiology, the first female Provost of the College of Medicine, and former Deputy Vice Chancellor, Development Services, University of Lagos.
Although, papa’s demise has left an indelible vacuum, as we lay him to mother earth today, we thank the Almighty for the beautiful and fulfilled life that he lived, and I join others in praying for the eternal repose of his soul, and the strength for you, mama, and your siblings to bear the loss.
May God grant his soul eternal rest in the bosom of the Lord.

Adieu Professor Emeritus



Dr. Theresa Ifeoma Amobi
Ag. Director,
Academic Publishing Centre,
University of Lagos,
Akoka.

A SPECIAL FAMILY FRIEND HAS GONE TO BE WITH HIS MAKER.
As i write this tribute on behalf of the family of Late Caleb and Bassey Olaniyan, i can almost see Prof Mabogunje, peering at me through his glasses and delivering his ever ready, jolly laugh. There was never a dull moment when he was around.

As i think back over the years, it strikes me that God puts people in our lives for a reason. Prof Akin Mabogunje , was put into our lives when he and our late father , Caleb Olaniyan met as students at the University College Ibadan in 1950.
Their student friendship grew over the next 60 years through University, married life, family life, careers, and into retirement and their Spouses and Children also became great friends. As children, we knew him as Uncle even though there was no family link and as we grew older it was clear to see the mutual respect our parents had for each other. After our late mother died in 1989, our father moved back from Lagos to Ibadan to be closer to his sister and friends. The Mabogunje's became critical support that helped him settle into Ibadan during one of the lowest periods of his life. For us it showed the power of true friendship and love that gives and never asks in return. To us it was obvious that God had put special friends into our dad's life. I could go on and on with examples of how Uncle was a brother and friend to our dad but I will run out of space. Uncle was a great man, but he was an even greater husband and father. I pray that God will comfort his widow, family and loved ones as they celebrate his life. May his family take solace in the fact that he touched so many lives positively and has now gone to rest with his maker. May his soul rest in peace 

Bode Olaniyan
For the family of Late Caleb and Bassey Olaniyan

Dear grand pa

I find it challenging to put down on paper the role you have played in defining the man I am today and the impact you have had in shaping, not just my outlook on the world, but the entire course of my life.

I struggle to articulate the amount of pride I have being your grandson and the levels of confidence I experience knowing that I descended from you. Thanks to you, I truly believe that I can be anything and I can do anything if I work hard, stay focused and remain true to the principles and values I was raised with.

I am overwhelmed every time I think back to the countless moments we have shared where you demonstrated in very meaningful ways, what it means to be thoughtful, empathetic, kind, loving, wise and fun.

I remember being a very young man, getting ready to set out to the US for university and you sat me down, as you often did, to share your wisdom. After several grueling questions about what I was going to study and how I was planning on making a difference, you said to me… “There are 3 types of people in the world, those who make things happen, those who watch things happen and those who haven’t the foggiest clue that anything is happening. You, young man, will have to decide for yourself who you want to be”

I look at the life you lived, your accolades and achievements, the outpouring of support and well wishes from the countless people whose lives you touched - and I am inspired. I am inspired and I am proud.

As we celebrate your life and honour your legacy, I want to remind you what my response was to your statement… “I have known since I was a child who I want to be, I want to be just like you”

I love and miss you.

Deji Mabogunje
Grandson

Tribute to my Uncle, Professor Akinlawon Mabogunje

My Unlce Akin was a beloved uncle of mine.
Anytime we had cause to sit and talk, I would come out of the conversation a wiser girl.
He was always ever so loving, so unassuming, laughing so merrily.
My mother (Aduke Mabogunje-SOYEMI) loved him so much and I can still hear her fondly calling “Akin, Akin” as many times as she could).

Uncle, you left your name firmly hatched on an eternal golden marble and you gave the name MABOGUNJE a place in history.
May the LORD preserve the worthy offsprings you have left behind. May He empower them and all of us in the family to continue to uphold the MABOGUNJE banner through worthy contributions to the human family, exactly as you have done.

Good night, My Darling Uncle. The Resurrection Morning is not far away.

Yeye ‘Gbemi SOYEMI-BEECROFT

It is with a great sense of loss that we at the University of Lagos Senior Staff Club heard of your father and our dear Baba, Prof. Akin Mabogunje’s death. We want to let you know that you have our greatest sympathy and our hearts is truly are saddened. As we all know that death is one of those harsh and hard realities which one cannot but accept.
Baba will always remain not only in the mind of Nigerians but in the mind of millions across the globe and we strongly believe his passing will not only leave a void in the family but in the hearts of those who knew him all over the world.
Our sincere thoughts and prayers are with you and the entire family. The Almighty God would grant the family the fortitude to bear the irreparable loss. MAY HIS SOUL REST IN PEACE.
Once again, accept our deepest condolence on his demise.
Yours sincerely,

Dr. Amidu Owolabi Ayeni
President

On behalf of the Governing Board, Management and staff of the Academic Publishing Centre,South-West, University of Lagos, I hereby commiserate with you on the death of your father,
Emeritus Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje
A renowned Geographer, urban planner, author and University Administrator, Professor Mabogunje will be remembered for his immense contribution to the development of Urban and Regional Planning in Nigeria and across the globe, particularly at the University of Ibadan where he was Nigeria’s first Professor of Geography. He served as Head of Department and Dean of Faculty of Social Sciences among many administrative and leadership roles.

It is our prayer that God in his infinite mercy grants his soul eternal rest and also gives the familythe fortitude to bear the loss. We expect to receive the details of the burial arrangements. Please be assured of the Centre’s support to your family at this time.

Yours faithfully,

Dr. Theresa Ifeoma Amobi
Ag. Director

TRIBUTE TO PROF AKINLAWON LADIPO MABOGUNJE 

The earthly traverse of Professor Akinlawon Mabogunje was immensely meaningful. Papa was a pathfinder. He inspired and guided many of us in our journeys. Our paths crossed in 1992 soon after I joined Academy Press Plc as a senior executive. He was one of the early Directors of the organization. Our first personal contact was when we needed to undertake some statutory activities to prepare Academy Press for listing on the Nigerian Stock Exchange. Reaching out to Prof was illuminating. He was gentle, calm, unassuming, humble, and non-condescending. The age gap between us dissolved as we engaged in conversation as if we had known one another for a very long time. His fatherly disposition was alluring. 

Fast forward, when I became an executive director of Academy Press, it was such a rare privilege to be in the boardroom with Professor Mabogunje, alongside his contemporaries like Professor Babatunde Fafunwa, Alhaji Alade Idris-Animashaun, Chief Oludolapo Akinkugbe, and Chief Simeon Oguntimehin. Opportunities to listen to Prof during board meetings were intensely enlightening. When in 2002 I opted to retire early from Academy Press to pursue other endeavors, Papa was concerned that I would miss a chance to become the company’s CEO. Nonetheless, he showered me with thoughtful best wishes. In the years ahead, I kept in touch with him. 

Professor Mabogunje was one of the few people I shared the purpose of my midlife doctoral pursuit. When I completed the graduate work and began writing the two textbooks for the nonprofit Project Make Every Teacher A Leader teacher leadership program designed to support educators, Prof became my natural choice to write their foreword. When I visited his Ibadan home in this regard, he did not only gladly accept, he offered invaluable advice. He even opted to contact Professor Peter Okebukola right in my presence to request the erudite academic to offer me any required support. I appreciate that Prof Okebukola was exceptionally helpful. I remain grateful to Papa for being such an inspiration. 

By the way, visiting Papa in Ibadan deepened my admiration for the great man. The environment reflected a man of a simple, decent, and contented life. We thank Almighty God for his purposeful life. As we bid Professor Akinlawon Mabogunje goodbye, we pray that Almighty God grants him eternal rest. Fare thee well, dear Prof.


Dr. Olukayode Olusunmade
Program Designer- Project Make Every Teacher A Leader

                            TRIBUTE

Death is the most ultimate debt humankind has to pay, it is a respecter of no one, either young or old, poor or rich, It knocks on your door uninvited and spares no one, not even great men call. But it is an inevitable and unavoidable
end for humans. On Thursday, 4th August, it visited Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje, (NNOM) Nigeria’s foremost professor of geography, leaving his loved ones and well-wishers dumbfounded.

He was among the early recipients of the Nigerian National Order of Merit (NNOM) Award (1980 –Science). He was also the Chairman, Governing Board of the Nigerian National Merit Award from 1990-1994.

Being the first Professor of Geography in Nigeria, he was an icon whose intellectual contributions have shaped the development of geography not just in Nigeria, but also around the world.


Professor Mabogunje selflessly and actively participated in the programmes
of the NNMA in various capacities until the inevitable incident. He was a hero whose intellectual contributions have shaped the development of not only Nigeria but the African continent and the world at large.

He was a respected statesman. Segun Adeniyi, spokesperson to late President Musa Yar’Adua, once stated how his principal described the late geographer as someone who can hold several meetings with the President without asking for a personal favour.

Now, the man and patriot have joined his ancestors. He lived for nine solid decades, more than seven of which have been spent serving in various capacities, from the family and the state to the national and international.

A Yoruba adage says that we become deified after death, Mabogunje was revered when he was alive; when he was a alive he was colossus, and now in death, he has become a monument.

He will ever be remembered in our hearts as a perfect gentlemen
who served humanity with total humility.

Rest on Prof….



Signed

Professor Shekarau Yakubu Aku, FAEng, FNSE, FSESN
Chairman, Governing Board, NNMA

Tribute to Grandpa from Mayowa Ogunsola

It’s heart-breaking knowing you’re no longer here with us. Your voice was so unique, it was extremely comforting, and you knew exactly what to say and how to say it to lift everyone. I’m still struggling to accept your absence, but I know that you’ll forever be in my heart. I miss you Grandpa

Grandchild
Mayowa Ogunsola

My dearest Grandpa,

Winnie the Pooh is credited to have said, “How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

I never imagined that one day I’ll be quoting a cartoon character, but these words sum up in essence how I feel as I write this message to you. How indeed lucky am I, our family, our country and the world, to have had you in our lives.

I’m a product of the grace and the immense goodwill you have sown in people and nations all over the world. As far back as I can remember, I’ve sensed so strongly that many of the unexplained favour and goodwill I’ve received in my life was because of you, and grandma, and I’ve always said this when I got the chance.

You are probably the only person that regularly wrote handwritten letters of encouragement and wisdom to me while I was in university. These were so precious to me back then because it felt so much more personal and thoughtful.

“Seest thou a man diligent in his business? he shall stand before kings; he shall not stand before mean men.”– Proverbs 22:29. This was one verse you regularly said and mentioned in your letters. It absolutely captures the essence of who you are Grandpa, your spirit of excellence, and is one of the greatest things you deposited in me. When people who know me or have worked with me say they see these traits in me, I often think of you and thank God for the everlasting privilege of being your granddaughter.

Space and my memory do not permit me to write all the poignant memories I have of you, but I treasure the conversations we had with you Grandpa, especially the way you calmly spoke with a twinkle in your eye whenever we attempted to engage or debate you on a topic. I treasure the times I’ve been just in awe while watching you speak or reading about your achievements in the media. You are without a doubt one of the most humble and knowledgeable men of your generation.

In closing, I’m so comforted by the fact that you lived a great and fulfilled long life. I’m comforted and joyful that you got to rest from your labour and had enough time to see and eat of its fruits, and at the end of your time here on earth, you passed on peacefully in your sleep at home, surrounded by some of your dearest loved ones.

Trust you’re enjoying your best life in Heaven.

I love you Grandpa.
Mrs Olubusola Denton (nee Ogunsola)

Centre for Human Security and Dialogue
Olusegun Obasanjo Presidential Library

Tribute to Late Professor Akinlawon Mabogunje

It was with deep sorrow that we received the news of the passing of our Chairman, Governing Board, Professor Akin L. Mabogunje who was a father, mentor, and an inspirational leader. His intellectual endowments and rich experience in a multiplicity of settings were brought to bear on his governance of the Board of the Centre for Human Security and Dialogue (CHSD), Olusegun Obasanjo Presidential Library, Abeokuta. He was instrumental in setting up and successfully steering the Centre as Board Chairman till he took his last breath. “How come this idea never crossed our minds?” was the common refrain of staff when Professor Mabogunje presented his superior arguments at meetings.

We drank to our hearts’ desire from his deep well of knowledge whenever we paid him a visit at home in Ibadan. Of course, Mama Mabogunje’s delicious lunch prefaced by tasty snacks was another attraction to schedule such visits. Most of what we as staff of CHSD now know about educational development in Nigeria, rural development, history and trajectories of governance in Africa, geography of the world and issues relating to national security were taught us by Professor Akin Mabogunje during our Ibadan visits.

Professor Mabogunje adored our Chief Promoter, President Olusegun Obasanjo and we saw mutual respect between the two. Outside our regular meetings in Abeokuta, rather than invite Professor Mabogunje to extraordinary staff meetings in Abeokuta, President Obasanjo will lead us to Ibadan to have brainstorming sessions with Professor Mabogunje. What do you expect as dividend of brainstorming sessions with an intellectual colossus like Professor Mabogunje but freshness of vision and emergence of innovative and creative programmes and projects.

We will miss our Chairman, a globally celebrated scholar who loved us as much as we loved him.

Rest in peace, Chairman Sir.



Peter A. Okebukola, OFR
Director on behalf of all staff of CHSD

*THE OGUNMEKAN FAMILY OF IPERU- REMO*

_Our Dear Prof is Gone_

In December 1957, a young Geographer got admitted into the fold of the Ogunmekan Family with the marriage of one of our Lawyer daughters, Justice Titi Mabogunje who eventually became the first woman Judge in Ogun State.
Professor Akin Mabogunje was a special in law who was well respected because of his humility. His soft spoken nature endeared him to all of us. We know that this forthright and diligent World renowned Geographer will surely be on the right hand of the Lord.
May his gentle soul rest in perfect peace. Amen.

Sun re o, ana atata.

Chief Olayinka Ogunmekan
For The Ogunmekan Family

TRIBUTE FROM SHELTER ORIGINS LTD/GTE
THE CONTINUED EXISTENCE OF SHELTER ORIGINS LTD/GTE (A LEADER IN AFFORDABLE HOUEING) IN NIGERIA WAS A BRAINCHILD OF PROFESSOR AKIN MABOGUNJE. YOUR COUNSEL ON SUSTAINABILITY AND SUCCESSION PLAN OF SHELTER ORIGINS REMAINED INDELIBLE.
BABA, WE IN SHELTER ORIGINS THANK GOD FOR YOUR HUMILITY, MEEKNESS AND SELFLESS SERVICE TO HUMANITY. AS THE EXECUTIVE DIRECTOR OF SHELTER ORIGINS, EVERY FEW MOMENT I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY OF MEETING WITH YOU WAS ALWAYS OF A LIFETIME BENEFIT TO MY ORGANISATION. WE WILL FOREVER MISS YOUR INVALUABLE COUNSEL AND MENTORSHIP. MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PERFECT PEACE

Dear Seun,

My sincere condolences on the passing away of your father, Akin.

I had known Akin since 1974-75, when we were a part of a small group of experts advising UN-Habitat on drafting the declaration of the Habitat Istanbul Conference. In those days, we spent many days and nights working on the draft. Akin was the doyen of urban management and he guided the Urban Management Programme (UMP) during 2000-2005 while I was in Nairobi. During that period, I also visited him at Ibadan.

I admired him for his calm demeanor and candid advice, so valuable for me in my work at UN-Habitat. Alas, on my return to India in 2007, I lost touch with him.

May his soul rest in peace.

Dinesh Mehta
Professor Emeritus
CEPT University, Navrangpura, Ahmedabad-380009, Gujarat, India

ADIEU PROFESSOR AKINLAWON LADIPO MABOGUNJE RESPECTED AND ACCLAIMED SCHOLAR, ADMIRED BOARD ROOM GURU, FINE GENTLEMAN.

By Chief Mrs. Taiwo Taiwo (Nee Shonibare)

Professor Akinlawon, Ladipo Mabogunje, a much treasured Uncle of mine, was a great example of the quintessential old guard, which he combined with an intuitive forward looking mind, making him a formidable, and much sought after addition to the board of the very best, national and international corporations. . A man of integrity, and great intellect, who paid scrupulous attention to detail, He was also a loving and adorable husband and father,
My Mother, Chief Mrs. Alice Olaperi Shonibae admired him greatly. And it was through her and her endless praises of him whenever they met at meetings of the Board of Trustees of the Ogun State University development foundation, and on which they both served, that I came to know Uncle.
She managed to convince him to join the board of our newly restructured company Shonny Investment and Properties company which held its first meeting on the 10th of February 1994.
He was an invaluable board member, bringing greater discipline, and corporate governance to our operations and discourse. I can attest to the fact that it was thanks to Professor Akin Mabogunje, and another one of our board members, who insisted that I, as managing director must have a contract of service, and gave samples from companies in which they served, to guide us on critical issues that needed to be explicitly stated in that contract… to put this in the proper context, I had been working for the company for some twenty odd years, and never did it occur to me. and for my own interest that this was critical. 
How critical, his insistence was, I could never have imagined. For this I give you Uncle a special hug and say Bless your sir.
He decided to step down from the board of Shonny Investments and Company, following the death of our Mother, the Chairman of the company on April 25th 2006. He had made a conscious decision, now aged 75 years old, he explained, to step down from many boards and would now only serve on a very few carefully selected boards.
A great raconteur, he was formidable company at any event. One of the surprising discoveries about him, and the family was that they were all extraordinarily talented singers and musicians, a veritable Von Trappe like family, straight, out of the film Sound of music.
I can never forget the awesome performance they gave at Uncle’s 75th birthday celebrations, which was held in Abuja, of one of my favorite Canticles THE MAGNIFICAT. It was performed by the whole family. Amongst them were sopranos, tenors, a terrific assortment of a wide range of musical talents. Their rendition of The Magnificat was simply magnificent.
Though no longer active on our board, Uncle was always there to offer his wise advice and counsel, and direct us whenever we needed him on both company and family issues.
Uncle had a happy death. I salute all the children. And especially Professor Shade Ogunsola, and her amazing husband, for ensuring that his last years, when the inevitable aches and pain of old age was making it increasingly difficult for him and aunty to cope in Ibadan. Built a lovely cottage for Uncle and Aunty, next door to their home, making them independent enough to feel totally at home in their granny cottage, but close enough to ensure they had complete oversight of him, both medically and in the tedious matter of maintaining their household, The extraordinary care and oodles of love showered on him, by every one of his wonderful children, Is worthy of commendation, I praise and salute you all, I have no doubts that your children, will follow your exemplary example and take the same extraordinary care of you all in your old age. . .
What a beautiful way to slip away, without pain, next to his beloved wife, he crossed over quietly that fateful Thursday morning of August 4th quietly, peacefully  to eternity.
Professor Akin Mabogunje, you  fought the good fight, you finished the race, you kept the faith. Now there is a store in the crown of righteousness which awaits you with the Lord, the righteous judge.
What a sad day for us who loved Professor Akin Mabogunje, respected and acclaimed scholar, admired board room guru, fine gentleman, oh, but what a glorious and joyous day of glory in heaven, as he enters majestically with all the heavenly chimes emblazing, beckoning him to take his place in the honored seat of eternal life.
All my Love, and with much respect.
Chief Mrs. Taiwo Taiwo

MY FATHER, MY FRIEND, MY HERO
By Oluseun A. Mabogunje - First Son


I always knew that one day, if things follow the expected course of life, I would have to sit down and compose a tribute to my father to mark his passing. And yet as I sit down, deep in thought pondering on what I want to write about my father at his passing to eternity, it feels really surreal. Is he really dead and gone forever? How do I now capture the essence of this man who gave birth to me, nurtured me in my infancy, tutored me in my youth and mentored me throughout my adult years as a husband, father, grandfather and business owner.

My father taught me the true meaning of life. That it is not what you have but who you are. It is not what you get but what you give. It is not about who you know but about those whose lives you touch. He taught me that life is not about self but about service. My father taught me that moderation, discipline, hard work and service to others not to self is the key to a successful life.

His favorite saying to us his children is taken from the Holy Bible, Book of Proverbs, Chapter 22, Verse 29 – “See’st thou a man diligent in his work, he shall stand before Kings; he shall not stand before mean men”. In all the years I have known my father he has lived his life guided by these wise words. He is a consummate intellectual and academic. He loved his work and worked very hard. He believed passionately in his country and served under various Presidents and Heads of State that called upon him, never for gain but to give back of himself to his country and indeed humanity.

My father’s intellectualism, self-discipline, humility, contentment, optimism and absolute faith in the ultimate triumph of good over evil has been for me his most remarkable attributes particularly considering the environment we live in. Nobody who really knows him can fail to notice these attributes. It comes out clearly in his words and actions and it is what drives and sustains his spirit. His love for his country stems from this. He believed until his passing that Nigeria will one day be a great country and that all the trials and tribulations, we are currently experiencing is just a phase in the development process and is all towards defining our uniqueness and our character. I am proud to say he has infused me with this belief.

Though my father is not prone to expressing his emotions, his love for us his family was total. His wife, my mother was definitely his best friend, his sweetheart and his jewel of inestimable value. We his children as he liked to joke were his by-products of indiscretion but we knew we were his joy and pride. Not only us his children but our spouses, our children and grandchildren too. Beyond his nuclear family, my father as the first son of his father took on the role of the head of the extended Mabogunje family after the death of his parents, with grace, a high sense of duty and love for all. Everybody in the family loved and respected him and we all felt his love by his actions and deeds. We appreciated and still appreciate the legacy he created and the many lives he touched.

For me personally, there will be a permanent void in my life going forward. A void that cannot be filled. My father taught me to sing and dance (waltz, foxtrot, tango, etc.). He made me learn to play the piano. He introduced me to stamp collecting (Philately). He taught me mathematics and imbued in me a love for geography and travelling. He made me love reading and the pursuit of knowledge in all its ramifications. He taught me to drive even though I ended up crashing his brand-new Mercedes Benz 200. He encouraged me to be analytical in my thinking, dealing with facts rather than succumbing to my emotions and sentiments. My father taught me to be a responsible man and to always be considerate of others in whatever one does.

I cannot deny the fact that at my age of over 60 years my father definitely accompanied me in my life’s journey to a place where I need not fear. Many of my contemporaries are not so lucky. For 60 years plus it was really good to have a father you could always turn to for advice, direction, guidance and almost any type of support he could give. But I give thanks to God that me and my siblings were able to care for him when his health began to deteriorate. I remember with gratitude to God that I was able to accompany him to the United Kingdom almost exactly a year ago for a medical procedure where I had the opportunity to take care of him and give back a little of the selfless love he showered me with all my life.

Well daddy, no doubt you were a good man, a great father and you lived a long life of purpose and impact. You served God faithfully and you served men with honour and distinction. You fought the good fight and ran the straight race. For you I know there is a crown of glory waiting for you in heaven.

And so, till we meet again daddy, Rest in perfect peace, my father, my friend and my hero.

Dear Uncle, Papa Sade, as my parents fondly called you, I have known you practically all my life. Our families were twin families in the University of Ibadan. We always lived in the same neighbourhoods in UI, moved together several times, from Sankore to till Bodija. We practically lived together. We car pooled school runs with your children and were in each other’s homes after school till bedtime, so the Oyawoye children grew up at your feet. What happy times that was. When I was older, I remember helping to serve you when you and Auntie Titi visited my parents. Searching my memory, it felt like many times a week, although that was likely not the case. I remember those visits fondly because many times, after serving you, I stayed around and listened to your adult discussions. I remember your voice and your laugh; rich, jolly, confident, and paced in conversations. You chose your words carefully and was never rushed. Your contributions to conversations were always so intellectual and wise. And always with a smile. Never a cross word. You were always so patient.
Later in life, my husband Bode and I needed your help desperately to solve a problem and you rose to it. What seemed insurmountable and gave us many sleepless nights, was resolved; just like that! You saved our clinic from catastrophe. We are forever grateful for this and more. We will never forget you. Bode and I thank God for your life and are grateful that we were able to care for your teeth till a few days before you left us. You were a very special, rare person. Gentle, kind, patient, soft-spoken, highly intellectual, loving, selfless, generous, and lots of fun to be with. We loved you so much. We feel very grateful to have had the privilege of knowing you so closely. You and Auntie Titi will always have a special place in our hearts. We pray you are resting in peace and that Auntie Titi, Sade & co, all have peace in all this. It is well. Uncle, e sun re o. Adieu!
Fondest thoughts,
Bode & Laite Karunwi

Prof. Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje
(1931 - 2022)

A TRIBUTE

The first African Professor of Geography, so honoured. An academic giant; a towering figure in the Nigerian academic landscape. An elder stateman with immense significance.

Lead City University pays glowing tribute to a teacher per excellence, mentor, dream sharer, tiredless and marvelous helper in the days of yore. Professor Mabogunje was a beacon of hope. A dependable personality with sustained fountain of courage, perseverance and intentional hope.

His approach to problem solving was remarkable - always deploying tact, soft spoken, with wisdom, foresight, consultative and a deep sense of responsibility. Characteristically unperturbed with a confident mien.

Professor Akinlawon Mabogunje’s attitude towards the Lead City University project was uncompromising. A stickler for quality assurance. For him, a higher degree is not a life necessity and anyone who came for it must “sweat” to earn it.

The Chancellor, Professor Gabriel B. Ogunmola, the Chairman BOT, Professor Emeritus Johnson B. Aladekomo, the Pro-Chancellor and Chairman of Council, Professor Jide Owoeye, the Management, Staff and Students of Lead City University, Ibadan, mourn the demise of Professor Akin Mabogunje, a celebrated African scholar with inter-continental recognition.
 

Our condolences go to the The Akinlawon Mabogunje Clan for this irreparable loss. Our solace is hinged on our firm belief and conviction that our earthly loss is indeed, heaven’s gain.

Adieu, Professor Akinlawon Mabogunje. May his gentle soul rest in the bosom of his Maker.

Signed:
Prof. K. A. Adeyemo, FPD-CR
Vice-Chancellor
Lead City University, Ibadan

Tribute to Professor Akin L. Mabogunje

My first contact with Professor Akin Mabogunje was sometime in 1965 when he visited his uncle-in-law (my father) in Jos on his way to Zaria. Of course, I had no idea who he was, but my indelible memory of that first encounter was him engaging me in conversation while my father just looked on in amazement. I must have mesmerized him because he forgot his briefcase, which we sent to him in Zaria the next day in the safe custody of the Daily Times’ driver!

I visited their home in mid-1966, enjoying a warm welcome, but 1966 was tumultuous. With all the upheaval and insecurity in the north, my parents decided, on safety grounds, to send three of us down south. That was how I became a member of their household throughout my secondary school and university days. I had a positive experience filled with happy memories and a welcoming abode to which I always returned whenever I was in Ibadan. His well-stocked library, where I was often ensconced, stimulated my love of reading any printed material, which continues to this day. However, he was not just about academia. I remember him coming into the study on one occasion with a mischievous grin and encouraging me to go out and do something more interesting without saying what; I got my first lesson about life/work balance.

Professor Mabogunje profoundly influenced my life’s direction through his positive interventions at critical points in my life. A few days short of starting form 2 at Ibadan Grammar School in 1967, we went with my first-year academic report from Jos to Government College Ibadan, where Mr D J Bullock, then principal, interviewed and admitted me. On getting the WASC, he persuaded my father to let me go for the HSC, as the impression amongst most people at the time was that few people passed the HSC. On getting the HSC two years later, I was posted to Ijebu-ode for a 9-month teaching job in a secondary school while awaiting admission to university (my set was the last to take the HSC exams in December). Again, Professor Mabogunje stepped in and got me working as a research assistant at the University of Ibadan’s Food Science and Applied Nutrition Unit under Professor Omololu before commencing my undergraduate medical studies in October 1973.

Throughout my undergraduate medical days, I could return home at any time, and Professor Mabogunje would readily give his wise counsel about various matters on which I sought his opinion. Years later, after graduating and while working in Otta General Hospital, he would always drop by our house on his way to and from Obasanjo farms, visits that we cherished. When we moved to the UK, he would always call whenever he was in the UK, and we would visit or talk to him. Over the years, we kept up with him and his adorable wife, my first cousin, retired Justice (Mrs) Titi Mabogunje, mainly by telephone but visiting their lovely Bodija home whenever we were in Nigeria.

Late in July 2021, we learned that Professor Mabogunje was in London and would return to Nigeria the following week. I had a hunch that it could be the last time we would see him physically, and putting everything else on hold, my wife, and I drove to London early in the morning of Saturday 31 July, arriving about 20 minutes before he set out for Heathrow airport. We were grateful to have those precious minutes with him, which I used judiciously to thank him, to the hearing of all those present, for all his positive interventions at critical points in my life, and for contributing to getting me to where I am today. He smiled and said he did not do much; such was his humility.

Daddy (as we called Professor Mabogunje), you were more like a father to us, inspirational, gentle, kind and humorous. Thank you for your support and encouragement at all times. You have reached your station, vacated your seat and stepped off the train. However, your inspirational flame will burn bright for a long time.

Adieu

Babatunde A. Gbolade 22 August 2022

Tribute to my Daddy

“Seest thou a man diligent in his business? He shall stand before Kings, he shall not stand before mean men” - Proverbs 22:29

The above quote happens to be one of my dad’s many favorite quotes often said to us whilst we were growing up.

My Daddy! He abhorred mediocrity and sloppiness! He was a consummate worker. He gave all of himself to any project he undertook no matter how insignificant it may look to the rest of us. He strived for perfection and demanded little for himself.

As a young lady, I remember my dad being my arithmetic tutor as I was weak in that subject. I hated the subject as ‘thinking’ which maths demanded was strenuous on my little brain then. His constant tutoring eventually energized me later in life and I’m proud to say I made an A in my School certificate result. That was my Dad! He never gave up on you.

My Dad travelled the whole world. As a child, I remember he was often out of the country (which I honestly didn’t mind as it meant no maths lesson) but he made up his constant absence by bringing back loads of gift which we always looked forward to and never minded his absence.

He loved singing and taught us many songs that we almost turned to a singing family.

He was funny. Dad had an excellent sense of humor. Being the only one of my siblings living in Ibadan, I got to see him everyday and he regaled me with stories of his past and his childhood rascality. There was no subject we didn’t discuss. He was so vast on almost all subjects and he was willing to listen when he didn’t know much on some issues I knew.

When he blew my mind on recollections of things he had read as a kid, I once jokingly told him that when he died we needed to preserve his brain. He was a genius! He never forgot anything up to the many Literature books he studied in his teenage years!

He was never judgemental. He allowed us to air our views whether it was relevant or irrelevant to the topic, he would then offer his own, which I must say we have to bow to. We just couldn’t defeat him in an argument. He had all his facts and years of experience and intuitiveness to match ours.

We shared our Dad with loads of people, organization and international communities all over the globe as he was widely sought after. I recall on the eve of my wedding, the then Head of State, General Babangida had to fly him down by helicopter so as not to miss giving me away. He just made it.

He loved traveling and he encouraged us to explore the world and it’s people and to have an open mind about our experiences.

There’s so much to write about dad’s journey on earth and his perception to life to fill volumes of books. Do we speak of his commitment to the Church, or the University community which he devoted himself to, the love and passion he had for his people the Ijebus, his love of history, his family members, his children or his darling wife, he chronicled all these in the many books he wrote.

He however, started preparing us for his transition in the last three years as he would now and then say he was on the departure lane.

My Dad died empty! He gave everything of himself to the world. His intellect, wisdom, love for people, his passion and above all, his service to mankind.

It still seems surreal talking of him in the past, he was ALWAYS there for us. To say I’ll miss him is an understatement but this is the way life works. He has finished his act on the theatre of life and has departed the stage.

Dad you deserve this rest, you worked hard all your life to make life better and government work. Whether your work was appreciated or not, you still worked on.

You stood before Kings and not mean men. Kings sought after you and always wanted more of your gift. Here we must say ‘Aurevoir’.

Sleep Dad, till we meet again to part no more.

Love you, ALWAYS
Adebimpe Oye
Your daughter.

Dad's tribute

Dad! Dad! Dad! It's sometimes difficult to realise that you're no longer with us. Where do I begin this tribute? I came into the Mabogunje family almost 30 years ago when your youngest son, Sola and I started a relationship leading to marriage. From the very first day, you and Mum accepted me as your daughter. I can recall the countless number of times when you were there for us. You gave lovingly, without over pampering. I admire that about you and Mum. Both of you set a beautiful example of what marriage is supposed to be. 64 years of marriage and unlike many in your time and even more so, in recent times, you remained friends and close confidants till the very end! Wow! Your simplicity, your openness, the way you raised your children, the relationship you have with each one of us....amazing!

I can't believe that you're no longer going to be in the house when we visit. Oh....the meal times and the discussions that flowed during and after the meals. Ask about almost any topic and you were a repository of knowledge. I remember after most meals the statement, "olounje şé o" (thanks to the cook) you usually uttered and the response, "èyin tí ę jé e kú àibìnú" (those who ate, thanks for not being angry) and Mum saying something like "é j'ębi tí e o bínú". I also remember last year when Sis Sade said she was happy your knee was better but she wanted you to walk without bending over. Without missing a beat, you responded in Yoruba that, what's her own, sebi you're the one who'll be called a hunchback! We all burst into laughter. I can recall sooo many incidents.

I remember your love for snacking, which almost all the children have inherited.

I remember your rich voice when singing and your love for hymns.

Oh you were so disciplined; even in old age! You weren't one for laying in bed beyond a particular time. You and Mum would always be in church or at an event promptly! And you made soooo many trips to celebrate with others!

Thank you for your support and encouragement when we started out in ministry. You had already seen it even before we took the step. Thanks for your prayers.

I could go on and on but I'll stop here. I deeply cherish getting to know you as "Dad"! It's a rare privilege. Thanks so very much for being a true husband and father. Saying I will definitely miss you is an understatement.

Till we meet again, Simi

To my Dad

A lot of memories and thoughts flood my heart as I sit at my table to write my tribute.

Where do I start from? The first thoughts that come to my mind are thoughts of gratitude.

Gratitude for all I have learnt from you, for helping me to be the man I am today. For all the love, care and sacrifices you made to ensure that I have a good life.

I will miss listening to your wise perspective on a broad range of topics; ranging from current affairs, politics, history and urban development to family life.

There was always so much to learn.

We would all sit at the dining table listening, contributing and asking questions.

Those moments were priceless.

I remember the trips we made with you when we were all much younger, riding in your official Land Cruiser, heading towards Suleja.
You taught us many songs that had deep lessons embedded in them.

You were always there at defining moments of my life, to give your support and your wise counsel.

It was always such a pleasure spending time with you,  up until the last period of your life.

You may have been a lot of things to many people, but to me you were my Dad and I am going to miss you.

Rest in peace, Dad. Till we meet again.

Love always

Sola

MABOGUNJE: A LIFE BEYOND MEASURE

Born in Kano, reared and nurtured in Ibadan, he died in Lagos on Thursday, 04 August, 2022 ninety years and ten months later. Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje has gone by the prescribed exit of all in human existence leaving us to celebrate a life which, in our cloudy judgement, was really beyond A Measure of Grace. It cannot be otherwise with a bag of events and achievements bursting at the seams and leaving us with the task of isolating values from virtue.
In the first set of entrants to the University College, Ibadan by an Entrance Examination in 1949, his initial interest grew after the acquisition of the Bachelor of Arts General Degree and transmuted into a specialised Master’s Degree in Geography at the University College, London in 1954. He returned to teach at the University College, Ibadan in 1958 to garner an experience which he himself described as an Epiphany, a divine manifestation. It was his opportunity to give  more than he received, to teach more than he learnt, to guide and model others more than he was crafted by his family, teachers, friends and colleagues at all levels of development, in varied pristine circumstances. They constituted the soil from which national and international professional impacts sprouted, the details of which are copiously available in the global public space. Today, we celebrate the departure of the germ that inspired all these achievements.
My personal linkage with the Mabogunje Family was enabled by his mother-in-law, Mama Josephine-Joanna Tinuola Ogunmekan (nee Gbolade) with whom I was well-acquainted as a child in Jos, Plateau State in the 1940s. Mrs. Justice Titi Mabogunje was her only biological child; yet she was mother to all her friends’ children including me. Notwithstanding our dispersal to various post-primary schools mainly in Lagos and Ibadan; the transfers of parents in government services to other work stations nation-wide; the demise of families such as mine in Wukari (now in Taraba State); Mama Ogunmekan maintained a strong bond with as many of us as possible, even when she finally located to Ibadan.  So powerful was the bonding that Professor Mabogunje approvingly identified “The Jos Connection” whenever the late Mrs. Joko Ojo and I visited his mother-in-law. The joy was our inclusiveness as members of a wider family. We were recognised in all his family engagements which we also reciprocated in all our activities at work or play. In fact, he had a ground plan for his personal involvement with all his students who had chosen to remain close to him; be they birthday celebrations, marriages or other individual family events.
He was kind, candid and forthright in giving solicited advice but also gentle, caring and conscious about the protection of recipient’s self-respect and self-confidence. I remember his style in the planning and inauguration of The Ogun State University, Ago-Iwoye, through the setting up of a Development Foundation and the Faculty-based Community Advisory Councils as the Pro-Chancellor and Chairman of the first Council for the newly established institution for a total period of over nine years. Other Community-based partnership approaches, with his influence, also emerged strongly in the inauguration of the Ijebu-Ode Development Board for Poverty Reduction in 1999.
My tribute cannot conclude without a few words about Professor Mabogunje and the Church. He listened to the officiating ministers as if he was always imbibing new information from a worthy University inaugural lecture. He sang beautifully in the ‘Alto’ to any church song. It took some years for me to learn that he served in the church choir from the age of 8 and was in the Sunday School Choir from his childhood days in Kano. Little wonder that his calmness and a ‘near permanent’ smiling face, in Church and church society meetings were reflections of the depth of his piety and in-bred spiritual discipline. In spite of his busy academic commitments, he served for six consecutive years as Vice-President of the premier society of The Cathedral of St. James’ The Great in Ibadan, The Youth Christian Circle, from 1991 and was compelled to assume office as the President of Egbe Ifelodun in his home-church, The Cathedral Church of Our Saviour, Ita Olowajoda, Ijasi, Ijebu-Ode in 1997.
Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje has not left his footprints on the sands of time to be washed away by torrents of the African rainstorm. They are already boldly imprinted on the summit of eternal glory. Amen.
Fare Thee Well, Sir.

Chief (Professor) Olajide O. Ajayi CON, FACS (Hon.)

PROFESSOR AKIN MABOGUNJE:
ADIEU TO MY MENTOR, ACADEMIC ROLE MODEL, AND CLOSEST OLDER FRIEND

As I was waving down motor cars in search of a free ride (called “lift” in Nigerian English) at a spot close to St. Anne’s, Molete, a green Peugeot 404 stopped and the driver told me to jump into the back of the car. I quickly realized that the driver was Dr. Akin Mabogunje, a Senior Lecturer in Geography at the University of Ibadan. And I reasoned that he had recognized me as one of the young Awoists on the campus en route to Ikenne to attend the 56th Birthday Celebration of Chief Obafemi Awolowo on March 6th 1965. This was the fortuitous beginning of a relationship that we maintained for close to sixty years.

What I learned during the ride from Ibadan to Ikenne with respect to husband-wife relationship – respectful exchanges between a couple; disagreeing without being disagreeable; and above all, the manner in which each one listened to the other – impressed me hugely. In today’s parlance, I underwent an unplanned mentoring session! During the succeeding decades, Prof mentored me in several other areas, almost always by example.

By the time I graduated at Ibadan in 1968, Prof had become one of my academic role models, one of a small number of Nigerian academics who were the equals of their expatriate peers who dominated the ranks of senior academics in the university. In particular, I was attracted to both his absences from campus – on travels abroad for academic-related matters – and his political engagement – a prominent patron of the Action Group Youth Wing on campus who was also acknowledged in the media as an adviser to governments at both the federal and regional levels. I found these compound roles very attractive and silently hoped to follow in his footsteps.
Prof combined the dual roles of mentor and academic role model during my stint on the Nigerian Council for Management Development of which he was the chairman (1976 – 1979). I was glad to make a mentee’s small pay back when, at my suggestion, he was invited as the first African Visiting Research Fellow at the World Bank in 1990. (When I learned that no African scholar had ever been identified for appointment to the position, I confidently submitted his credentials for consideration). He was subsequently invited several times during the decade as a resource person by the Bank’s Urban Development Department.
Prof’s passing brings to an end our conversations (face-to-face, via letters and telephone calls) from which I learned so much. Two of these conversations are unforgettable: a four-hour à deux at Oxford in November 1971 that deepened my admiration for the depth and extensive range of his scholarship and intellectual interests; and the other, over drinks in his Ibadan residence in 1989, involved a senior manager of the World Bank who later thanked me for having facilitated his encounter with a wiseman. Unsurprisingly, Prof’s outstanding scholarship, intellectual accomplishments and wisdom earned him many national and international distinctions and honours that included the Nigerian National Order of Merit (NNOM) in 1980 and the Vautrin Lud Prize (‘Nobel Prize for Geography’) in 2017.
Finally, mention of Prof as my closest older friend must also include his wife - I fondly call her Madam - who had featured prominently at the beginning of our relationship. In 1985, Prof and Madam attended the christening of my children in Iju (my hometown) and he graciously accepted to serve as a godfather to one of them. Years later, he was the chairman at both my 70th birthday reception (2012) and the public presentation of my autobiography (2016). Strikingly, my late wife, Olukemi, became one of Madam’s close aburos and the relationships between parents have extended to the children, especially Sade and Seun who obtained their undergraduate degrees at Ife where Olukemi and I were teachers. Today, Opeyemi, my daughter, is a close aburo to Sade. I must add that my close relationship with both Prof and Madam has also extended to Ibidapo, my younger sister (she’s one of Madam’s aburos); Wole, my younger brother, who had a stint as an apprentice manager under Prof in the early 1990s; and Olajumoke, whom I married in 2007, was warmly welcomed by both Prof and Madam.
Prof has left big shoes for Sade and her siblings to fill; I know they’ll do their utmost best. And we all have the consolation that Prof lived an impactful life and has left footprints that are worth following.
Adieu, my dearest Prof.
Professor Ladipo Adamolekun
August 21st 2022.

Tribute to a very good in law..... Professor Akinlawon Ladipo Mabogunje (1931 - 2022). I am not qualified to pass any judgement on his life and times, but I remember the Prof. of Geography as soft spoken personality. He is (I find it difficult to refer to him in the past tense) this is because he remains a living legend among those whose paths crossed his especially those who witnessed what poverty did to them before meeting the Professor. His works testify to his greatness not only in the academic world, but in his family life. It is our prayer that God in His infinite mercies would keep the members of the family he left behind. We extend our condolences to his wife of many years, our aunt Hon. Justice Titilola Mabogunje, his children and other members of the family. This tribute is being rendered on behalf of OLUWO/ EKISOLA families in Ijebu-ode, at home and abroad, may his gentle soul find peace with his maker. Gokeola Ekisola Esq. J P.