Otunba Michael Olasubomi Balogun

He lived an exemplary life. In all facets, his many accomplishments and accolades seem to stand out even more as something to meet and surpass, he was always setting a high standard. But even greater his closeness and love for all and his God, and family is something that I could only dream of matching someday. Although he may not be with me now he has left behind a legacy and memories that will last me forever, and I’m glad to have been his grandson. Matthew Olufunmilade Balo • Page 46 •

“Until I have excelled and achieved the best, I would not be satisfied”. It is safe to say you embodied the very essence of a well lived life- Grandpa, you were a man of selflessness, devotion, integrity and principal. If not for you my cousins and I won’t be this tight with each-other. This is your work Grandpa. By having us all under your care, whether it was here or in Ijebu, you brought us close together. You instilled in us the importance of family. My favourite memories with you tend to be our one on ones. From your stories about your journey from Ijebu to LSE, to being one of the first black faces in parliament, you showed me that there is no space for excuses in this life of limitless possibilities. One thing about you, however, as vocal as you were about your successes, you never attributed any of it to yourself. Instead, you would say to me “Look what your God can do”. “Look what your God is capable of”. Almost as if he had been used as a vessel to showcase God’s magnificence to others. I learnt that with God, I can do anything and because of this I will never be afraid to conquer anything in this life. Through the habit of constant praise and worship, you imparted upon us the importance of prayer during times of triumph and success, recognizing the importance of gratitude and humility in the face of accomplishment. You are one of my greatest role models. Still waking up early to go to the office at 89. It was impressive. Your dedication and perseverance was a testament to your unwavering spirit. You have inspired me to one day build an empire as respected as yours, a family as strong as yours and a bond with God as faithful as yours. I will ensure with my siblings and cousins that the family name is upheld and carried to the standard you set for us. You left a legacy behind and that’s all a human being can ever ask for. May your soul rest in perfect peace. Temilolu Balogun MY TRIBUTE TO MY GRANDFATHER It’s been about 3 weeks since my grandfather passed. To this day I still feel an essence of denial on the fact that my grandfather Subomi Balogun has passed away. I always had the gut feeling that grandpa would’ve been the first person I would know who would have lived past the age of 100. Even at 89 he still seemed so healthy and strong and his passing was unexpected. Upon hearing the news of his death I was distraught and in disbelief. When meeting my father after discovering the tragedy, I remember him telling me that my grandfather’s death wasn’t something to entirely grieve about, but in contrast something to celebrate as he had lived a long and fulfilled life of which he achieved greatness. He had a large benevolent family, the wealth and most importantly he developed a relationship with God. At a young age I always thought and bragged that my grandfather was the king of Ijebu, but his actual role in my eyes in later years was much more significant, he was the Asiwaju of Ijebu Christians, meaning he was the Head of all Christians in Ijebu. A role like this not only emphasizes his connection • Page 47 •

with God but also showcases his individuality and independence. However, despite having achieved so much in life he was still very appreciative and grateful for what he had, in particular, the family he had. I remember in 2022 spending Christmas in Ijebu and hearing Grandpa sing in jubilation when my family and I sat around him. He sang because he was grateful for having his family close to him even though it was only one of the four families that came to Ijebu. Grandpa was what one would call a natural born leader; he had first set his own path when he had converted his religion and changed his name from a very young age even though he came from a Muslim background. Taking such a decision in life requires one to have high levels of individuality and guts… Grandpa indeed had those qualities. He then went on to becoming labelled as the first Nigerian to establish a bank of his own. It is actions like these that makes me not only see him as a role model but also realize how special this man was. Even right down to the day of his death May 18th was significant being the day of Jesus’ Ascension into Heaven. Grandpa was also a man of integrity and rectitude; he was a man who had set his own path without much guidance and out of his own pure independence. I can proudly say that he is the main reason why I carry the surname “Balogun” with such pride and confidence. Throughout the day when grandpa comes to mind, I still feel his deep presence. He would always have a special place in my heart. I have made it my current mission and goal in life to not bring any shame to my surname or Grandpa but instead do the opposite and achieve greatness in this short life. Hopefully when my time comes, I long to see him in Heaven, sit and tell him all that I accomplished in life. May he reach Heaven and may his soul rest in peace. Tilewa Balogun (Tilly) Grandpa, Your sudden demise was a big blow to me and many others. Till this day I am still in shock and in disbelief. Grandpa you were a man of kindness, integrity, strong morals and values. The name “Olubukonla” would always hold a special place in my heart, as I was named after your mother who you loved very much and was very close to. I feel honoured to have been named after a woman so important to you. Two things I know brought you immense joy grandpa, were your family and God. You would do anything and everything to support your family and you were very prayerful. You always had a way of making everyone feel special and loved, and your infectious smile and jovial personality will never be forgotten. • Page 48 •

I remember the times my younger brother, Olaotan and I would stay with you and grandma when our parents were out of the country, I would never forget the early morning prayer sessions we would have with you and grandma before heading to school. I also remember always looking forward to our Ijebu trips every Christmas, which were always fun and memorable. From the huge array of food laid out on the table daily, to the fire-works display, to the animals in the farm that chased us around and most importantly, I always cherished sitting around you in your bedroom talking, laughing and joking around with you. All these memories will forever remain etched in my memory! I recall how you always used to encourage me with my athletics and how watching videos of me racing and long jumping brought you so much joy! The last competition I had, I ran and jumped hard with you in mind, and even achieved my personal best in long jump. Grandpa, you had a great impact on the lives of those around you, and your kindness and generosity will always be remembered. Your spirit will live on in the memories of those you touched, and your legacy will continue to inspire future generations. Rest in peace, Grandpa. You will be deeply missed. Loving you always, Amara Olubukonla Balogun MY TRIBUTE TO GRANDPA Grandpa has always been an amazing person. My most fond memories of him are our frequent visits to his house when we sat in his bedroom and spent quality time with him. Whenever he saw me, he would sing “Olaotan Olakusibe” and I would respond, “Jaburataaaaa!” I am extremely heart-broken that I would not be able to see him again on earth but at the same time I feel reassured that he would be resting peacefully and happily in God’s presence. I believe he is much happier and when my time comes, I believe that we would be reunited again in Heaven. Certain things that I would try to emulate from grandpa include, his kindness, respect for all people, hard work, integrity, his love and desire for family unity and togetherness. I would also try to emulate his giving nature. The last time I saw him was on the day of King Charles’ coronation. I have a clear image stuck in my head of him and I sitting in the two reclined massage chairs in his bedroom watching the Coronation together. We took pictures together for what I • Page 49 •

never knew would be the last time. I am glad I spent this quality time with him and I hope and believe it made him happy! On the same day of the coronation he was talking to me about his 90th birthday and what he was planning to happen. He was very excited about celebrating this great age and it saddened me that he didn’t live to see his 90th birthday. Grandpa, I love you very much. May your soul rest in peace. Olaotan “Olakusibe Jaburata” Balogun • Page 50 •

I and my best friends (who thanks to my grandfather’s emphasis on the preservation of family are my cousins) often reflect on the fact that we experience loyalty, love, and pride for our family on an astronomical scale, on levels far more than any family I know and even far more than the previous generations within my family. The reason for this is Otunba Michael Olasubomi Balogun and his redefinition of the name Balogun and the prominence of this message echoing in such a way that it breeds a crescendo as it reaches my generation. My grandfather was a businessman in every sense of the word. My grandfather built the Balogun dynasty from nothing, in a post-colonial and bleak environment. His business acumen and entrepreneurial prowess gave him the ability to turn ideas into initiatives, organize initiatives into successful ventures and turn these ventures into broader innovation for our community. He brought his name to mean something greater than just himself or just our family. Not only was he a businessman but beyond that, through his philanthropy and unwavering generosity, and kind charisma, was ultimately a father to not only his sons but the world around him. As his granddaughter, the weight of the Balogun legacy is daunting, and as my father’s daughter, I recognize the impossible feat my father faces of emulating the spirit of this giant in his absence. Even in death, my grandfather still protects my father and uncles with the advantages he gave them of growing up in a family that is defined by valuing hard work, integrity, and service to others. His spirit shines through my father more and more through these values every day in a way that I know will never leave him or my family and for that, I’m truly grateful. Balogun to me means a huge legacy being fulfilled by a huge family bridging the gaps between progress and preservation, tradition and youthful spirit, rigour and laughter. My grandfather made Balogun mean excellence created by a shared experience that stands on unbreakable foundations and fundamentals of Yoruba culture, Christian values, the dedication to West African innovation, and above all, love and generosity to continue supporting each other and the community around us in these efforts. These sentiments are what provide me, my younger brothers, and my cousins with the strength, purpose, and support that I knew would tether us to this family and my grandfather in everything that we do. When my grandfather wasn’t busy building an innovative dynasty, he was busy building a family. He provided me with some of the best memories I could ever ask for. He created an environment that allowed me to be young forever, surrounded by my cousins and brothers in utopias such as Sanusi (Fafunwa), the Ijebu estate, and number 1 Milverton. These memories were for us to share in this space, in our homes when we leave this space and around the world for the rest of our lives. They were not just for our enjoyment but as preparation for his passing. In creating these memories for us, a bond was built that not only unified us through quality time, shared experience and love but also sustained us through shared aspiration under this legacy. Every action movie we made in Milverton, every argument that broke out from that when we didn’t get the roles we wanted, every tear the younger ones shed, and every resolution Seun or Timi would come up with, made us a team. Dance battles in the living room when we’re not running from the bulls in ijebu and throwing the chickens out of the pen, jumping on the beds only to complain about sleeping on the floor, fireworks flying through the apartments, staying up to challenge the boys at the PlayStation, Ladimeji, Tilewa, and Funmilade being absolute jokers, all the chaos, all the fun, made us learn to laugh with each other and trust in the comfort of each other’s company. • Page 51 •

Every time Temilolu and I fought, only to spend hours helping each other study. Every time Koyinsola handed me her shoulder to cry on, every time I lost a friend and I had my cousins to fall back on, all the support, the unwavering support, made us eternally loyal. And though it is hard to imagine a life without my grandfather, I am grateful for the tools he has given us to continue with the support of each other. Our parents and even my grandfather may have never known how great we felt these sentiments. They may worry that we may not carry my grandfather’s values as we might not share their academic rigour or the same dedication to finance and progress but what we are is dedicated to that name: Balogun. We are dedicated to all that it’s given us and therefore all that it stands for. With these sentiments, my grandfather can rest well knowing we will make our fathers and himself proud in carrying on this legacy, and for our mothers, giving them comfort to know we are ever nurtured and supported by this unbreakable army I’ve come to know as the Balogun name. The last thing I’d like to note about my grandfather is that he was a funny man, he had endless laughter in his heart and endless room in his home for anyone to laugh with him. I’ll miss making him laugh with the jokes in the Christmas crackers I gently split with him and I’ll miss his youthful smile when I put the paper crown on his wise, poise, and bald head. I’ll miss his slow cackling, our dancing, my reaction to trying his food, to my birthday cards. I’ll miss him laughing at my grandma’s jokes about whatever Yoruba news story is on, to the boys tumbling around the corridors and the girls bickering in the room. I’ll miss making him laugh with the roaring chorus of jokes coming from myself and my cousins sitting at that unnaturally long dinner table in ijebu, where we are whole and we are one. Most of all, I’ll miss when my grandfather laughs at nothing. I’ll miss that disgruntled laugh he lets out before he leaves us to go to bed, or while we’re all sitting eating. Because I now understand that laugh to be an expression of the joy he felt in our presence, knowing that he built this mountain. It’s his to oversee and it will never, not ever crumble… Not on his watch, neither my fathers nor mine. Rest in perfect peace grandpa, we may have lost an angel on earth but heaven has added a new one to its ranks, and we have imprinted your gold and white adorned lessons and memories in our minds and hearts. Talia Olufolake Balogun Grandpa was always the oldest person I knew at a young age, or at least the oldest person in my belief. Even if I was told that there were famous people older or wiser than my grandparents, I simply could not comprehend it. As well as believing Grandpa was older than everyone, I also believed that he would live to be the oldest. Although 89 is a large number, I will always remember the conversations that I had with Grandpa when he would say, ‘Ladimeji, when I turn 90… ,’ or ‘If I make it to 100…’ . It felt so wrong to see Grandpa pass at this time. He expressed his ideas for his future birthdays with such enthusiasm and excitement. Therefore, In his honour, I know there will be a celebration on March 9th 2024 in both Heaven with all the angels and here on Earth, in Milverton. • Page 52 •

I have also recently found out the significance of the day that Grandpa passed away. Not only was it on Dayo and Shayo’s birthday, the day he became a grandfather 23 years ago, but also, it was on ascension day. The day Jesus ascended back into heaven, after rising from the dead 40 days prior. As the religious man Grandpa was, this finding I made strengthened my belief that his soul reached heaven instantly. I am 100% sure that God has gained a new angel. Grandpa touched the hearts of everyone he came into contact with. It is a shame that it was only after he passed that I developed all sorts of regrets of questions I wished I could have asked him to gain just a portion of his wisdom. I miss the long talks with Grandpa when he would tell me about how he was incredibly successful amongst his siblings and urge me to do as well as him in school or even better and to read his book. I just wish that I could have one of those talks again. I have used this unfortunate passing of my beloved grandfather as a sign to do excellently in school, as I know that this is what he would have wanted if he was still alive. Getting into a good university is something that I always wanted Grandpa to witness me achieve. Although he is not here to witness it now, I will not let this bring me down. I will try to live up to his esteemed name with the knowledge that he is looking down on me from heaven through my university applications, A-level mocks, A-levels, job applications and beyond. I long for the day to see my grandfather again and tell him about all my achievements. My wish is that when I meet him and do so, he is exactly the same way he was when he left this Earth, perfect in every way. Therefore, in this life, my two main tributes to him will be to stay clear from sin as much as I can and to meet him in Heaven many years down the line. Secondly, to succeed in school and life and reach my full potential to have one of those long conversations with Grandpa again and see his bright smile as a result, as though I was sitting with him in the living room of Milverton once more. Lots of Love Joel Ladimeji Balogun My grandfather was an amazing man and I wish I could have gotten to know him more. He was so great and amazing that the day that he was born it hailed in ijebu. He was a brilliant philanthropist, entrepreneur and businessman all together. He raised a lot of money for charity and changed Nigeria for the better. He was kind and loving and cared a lot for his family. Lots of love Joshua Damilola Balogun A philanthropist, a banker, an entrepreneur and a businessman. These are all things my grandpa was. Making a difference to our country and life in Nigeria. But those words do not even begin to describe the man my grandpa was. • Page 53 •

Otunba Michael Olasubomi Balogun was a father of four strong people and a grandfather to me and my cousins, my grandfather was a loving man that cared for his country and the people in it. He was also strong, not just having an idea but seeing it out, founding one of the most successful banks in Africa. My grandpa will not be forgotten, he was bigger than we can all fathom and his spirit and impact on our country lives in our hearts and is the foundation of our family. Zachary Damola Balogun • Page 54 •

My grandfather was truly an amazing and inspiring man. From a legal draftsman, who participated in the drafting of the Nigerian independence act, to the founder of one the oldest and most successful banks in Nigeria. I’m sure most are very familiar with his story, his grandchildren especially. I for one can’t count how many times I sat beside him as he recounted his tale of success. Although I’m sure at the time I couldn’t wait for him to finish his story so that I could go and play with my cousins, it has come to be a huge source of inspiration for me and I just wish I could sit beside him once more and hear it all again. I do and will continue to miss you so much Grandpa, but I do not doubt that the Lord called on you, one of his most devoted and loyal followers to be at his side, where you belong and myself and all of those in our family will do everything we can to uphold your incredible legacy and make you proud. Oscar Oluwaseunfunmi Balogun My Grandfather was an extraordinary individual who served as a constant source of inspiration to me and everyone fortunate enough to know him. Every time I engaged in conversation with him, he would instil in me a strong sense of my identity and heritage, urging me to aspire for greatness and never settle for mediocrity. Whether it was excelling academically among my peers or striving to own the finest car someday, he encouraged me to always pursue excellence. Moreover, his unwavering determination and relentless drive for self-improvement were qualities that I deeply admired. However, he encompassed much more than just a hard-working individual. He was remarkably generous, and kind-hearted, and consistently placed the needs of his family before his own. I will always cherish the sound of his warm voice asking, “How are you?” each time we met, as well as his contagious joyous presence. While this is an incredibly difficult time for my family and me, I firmly believe that it is crucial for us to remain strong and united in the face of this hardship. My grandfather would not want us to be disheartened; instead, he would want us to fondly remember the wonderful times we shared with him and to strive towards reaching our fullest potential in any field we choose to excel. The past few years of my life have been filled with challenges, ups and downs, and moments of stress. However, I always found solace and happiness in my grandfather’s presence, as he never failed to bring a smile to my face. Now, with his physical absence, maintaining the positive attitude he always encouraged me to have will undoubtedly prove challenging. Nevertheless, I will carry all the words of wisdom and guidance that my grandfather imparted to me throughout my life as I step into adulthood, determined to uphold the legacy of Otunba alive and thriving. Cameron Olukayode Balogun My Grandpa was a very kind and caring man, a man who would always put a smile on my face during the bad and good times, a man who would always cheer me up if I’d had a bad day and a man who I will always love and miss. • Page 55 •

Grandpa always wanted the best for his grandchildren, he would put us first and he was greatly appreciated for that, and always will be. So many of my happiest memories from when I was younger to now almost all take place when my cousins and I were with him in his house, especially around Christmas time in Ijebu, from big family meals to just sitting and watching the news with him. Grandpa’s kindness and devotion to giving his children and grandchildren a happy life will never be forgotten. Everything about my Grandpa will forever be cherished, from his smiles and his jokes to the many stories he told me about our family. Although he may not be with us anymore I will continue to make him proud and make him laugh whilst he watches over us. Maia Abimbola Balogun • Page 56 •

Egbon mi, What can I say… but to say “Thank you Lord”. That is the most pertinent thing I have to say for the wonderful life and great privileges God gave to you in your lifetime. It was unexpected, you were in good health, we had just spoken the night before, there were still so many things you wanted me to get done… but all I can say now is thank God for the life you lived, the privilege of good health, a deep love for your God, a wonderful family, an iconic legacy and so much more. Oriki Omo Borogun la n se eso Siwo siwo la n so wo Ba a re ni gbe kele a tepa mo se eni Omo osi loye jo ye O si ni baale o tun lo je Balogun Omo afaran po jo Omo ade le teji teji Onile nla oloko nla Omo onile nla to mba ole leru Omo Balogun Dodondawa Egbon mi Sun Re O! Your Aburo Olaronke Atere My much-loved Uncle, our ‘Daddy Eko’, Even though you were 89 years old, your passing away was just something I never considered. It seemed somehow as if you would always be around. Your life, both personal and professional has left an indelible mark on our hearts. Your presence in my life and that of my family was full of inspiration, love and staunch support. Your achievements were as a result of God’s abundant grace resulting in an unwavering dedication and a relentless pursuit of excellence. You taught me the importance of a profound work ethic, tenacity and the need for a laser focus to achieve one’s goals in life. You would always speak your mind and offer great advice. • Page 57 •

Your love for your family was notable. You had such a genuine interest in our lives, you would want to know how Morenike and Fisayo were doing (including the mundane details!) and how the business was going. You were an avid supporter and a wellspring of wisdom. You were always very keen to ensure that I didn’t stop practising medicine despite a complete career change to business! You always created time for me, and indeed enjoyed the chats we had together when I visited you. You were extremely knowledgeable about an extremely vast range of subjects, having a very modern outlook on life whilst retaining your traditional values of morality, respect and integrity. From the first time you met Morenike over 25 years ago, you immediately received her into the family and she remembers you as extremely loving, warm and caring. Your personal relationship with God was evident to all. You never failed to acknowledge His hand upon your life and that of your family. Prayer was a mark of your life and your involvement with your church communities was admirable. The expression of your Christian faith through your love of giving was not only a blessing to numerous people but also demonstrated the heart of Jesus Christ. My dear ‘Daddy Eko’, you will be sorely missed, my consolation is that you are resting in the arms of Jesus. Till we meet to part no more. Akin & Morenike Atere My dear Uncle is no more. Unbelievable! Daddy Eko as we fondly referred to him, has always been a part of my life right from birth. It is really difficult knowing that my last sight of him ever was on that dark Thursday afternoon in the hospital on the 18th of May. I will never forget the weakness I felt in my legs as I walked out of the hospital knowing that I bade my dearest Uncle farewell forever. He represented many things to me in life. Like many, I admired him. I was proud of our association. He was my role model for most of my life. I admired his love for God, for family, for tradition, culture, the vulnerable, and for society at large. He wanted to make a mark and make a difference positively. God permitted him to do so. He lived a good life. He showed genuine concern for family, paying visits, and asking after my wife and children. Oftentimes, he extended invitations to my • Page 58 •

kids to come and see him to share words of wisdom. His love for my mother, his younger sister, was without doubt and indeed legendary. When my father died, I was comforted by the fact that my mother had him around. He was larger than life. So much so that it never crossed my mind that death could come calling so rudely even at 89. For sure, an elephant fell in the family. I will miss his words of wisdom, kindness, generosity, and counsel. This was not the plan, but who can question God? A great man has gone to his maker. We mourn him but remain thankful for his remarkable life and times on Mother Earth. Adieu Daddy...The Great Otunba. Temitope Atere Who would have thought that we would be writing a tribute on death rather than the 90th birthday celebration we were all looking forward to? Que Sera, Sera. At 89, still standing upright, walking around with much-envied splendour in his white regalia, it often almost felt that even the air around stood still in deference...those are the memories that linger on. In hushed voices, I would often hear Tope and his friends whisper “The Greaaaaatttt Otunba” anytime he was sighted. You could not but notice his presence, that was the grace he came to earth with, bestowed on him by his maker. We called him Daddy Eko. He always had words of encouragement. He always showed concern for his family. He wanted to be sure that all was well. The grief that heralded our dear Daddy’s departure was heartbreaking... it felt like the wind had come and blown away the big huge umbrella. Subconsciously nobody thought our dear Daddy won’t live forever. I was saying to Tope that mourning must endure for a short while because Daddy lived life on his own terms ... God’s grace was in clear abundance in his life. He lived a life of billions of people. I pray that the grace and peace of God will rest and abide with the entire family. I pray that his name and his legacies will remain solid for generations to hear and say “The Great Otunba, came, saw, conquered and lived a life full of God’s favour”. ‘Tope, the children and I bid you farewell, Sir. Yours was a journey worthy of emulation. Olande Atere • Page 59 •

My darling Grandpa Ikoyi as my boys fondly called you, who would believe I would be writing a tribute at this time to celebrate the life you lived? This was not the plan. You just planned with me a few weeks ago to be at Eniayo’s graduation next year. We had even spoken about travel plans for this summer, and then we were all looking forward to the grand 90th birthday, but you stunned us all! I have since been comforting myself that you have been a stunner all your life, such that even in departing this world to be with the Lord you exited in a stunning way - while saying your prayers. My stunningly successful and formidable uncle, I remember the point at which our relationship transformed – even though you always took my mum’s side (lol). It was 2014 when my precious daddy, Prof Atere, had just passed. We were in the middle of the burial preparations and you sent word that you wanted to see me. In that conversation that evening with just the 2 of us in your sitting room upstairs, you poured out your heart on many things; that evening you became daddy to me and you never stopped since. I remember your last birthday a couple of months ago, I had come in early so that I could wish you happy birthday before service started. True to form, when you saw me, you gave that big dashing smile greeting me with 3 words, my darling daughter, in your perfect Queen’s English; it was so heartwarming that I just melted into your hug. That memory will forever be entrenched in my heart. It was so typical of who you were – full of true love and very generous with it. I will miss the way you cared for the little ones always insisting that we shouldn’t come to see you if we don’t bring them. I will miss the way you teased me saying you’re the one that is actually my uncle, and yet I’m closer to aunty, always with a smile. I will miss your excellent and grand way of doing things, your sincere love for God, family and friends. I will truly miss you Grandpa Ikoyi, but I will rest in God’s sovereignty as you rest in perfect peace. Still love you most dearly Your darling daughter Oluwasolape Oyinloye TRIBUTE TO OTUNBA SUBOMI BALOGUN When I hear the word ‘Otunba’ with due respect to all other Otunbas, to me only one person comes to mind. That is the History maker Otunba Subomi Balogun himself. Otunba came, he saw and he overcame all odds to live the life he imagined for God, for himself, his family and especially for humanity. Otunba worked smart and very hard to live a first class lifestyle and was passionate about how far God had brought him. He loved God and was not ashamed to let everyone know he owed his success to pure grace. • Page 60 •

He believed in himself and was also a very confident man that some who did not really know him mistook for arrogance. He cared for family intentionally and made efforts to be involved in the lives of family members especially his grandchildren, nephews and nieces. He will surely be missed but his presence still looms large in the hearts and minds of many of us. Love you Otunba for who you were, what you stood for, and how you especially showed so much love to Solape and the boys. Continue to rest in the bosom of the Almighty. Oladapo Oyinloye A GREAT UNCLE, FATHER AND MENTOR Daddy Eko, as we fondly call you, it is with all sense of humility and honour that I write this tribute in celebrating your passing into eternal glory. On behalf of my family and myself, we thank the Almighty God for the great and wonderful life that you lived and shared with all your family and loved ones. You were always a kind and charitable soul to all who crossed your path, and you definitely had an exemplary relationship with your God. You were also a most wonderful husband, a loving father and grandfather, and we give God Almighty the Glory for your accomplished and exemplary life. You were definitely one of the greatest of your generation, and you will forever remain in our hearts, even though God has taken you to be at rest with him. Your exemplary and inspirational character, largeness in life, generosity, exemplary integrity and discipline, forthrightness, your strong and indomitable spirit, and your selfless and unparalleled love for family, will always represent your legacy. We will surely miss your dear fatherly nature, your kindness, and your most candid advice at all times. Adieu Daddy Eko; it is indeed heartwarming that you lived a truly great and wonderful life on earth, and my prayer is that God Almighty, whom you held most dearly, shall continually rest your soul in perfect and eternal peace, Amen. Yinka Atere A TRIBUTE TO DEAR DADDY EKO Daddy Eko, GC were the names I called Otunba Balogun. He was such a great man, who was very deliberate about his life. He invested in his relationships and loved his family unreservedly. • Page 61 •

My last conversation with him was a phone call where he excitedly spoke to me about an article he read with a mention of me in it. That’s who he was, excited about other people’s success and very happy to celebrate your wins with you. Being a success and being around success was a happy place for him. I will always remember him as a great man, father to many and indeed a rarity even in his generation, how much more ours. We will continue to put to good use, his advice, wise words and learnings from the great life that he lived. Rest well Sir. Love from, Yosola Atere Dear Grandpa Eko, Whenever I visited you, you were always very caring, kind and loving and you took a genuine interest in how I was doing and how school was going. I loved visiting you, whether it be in Lagos or in London, and being in your house was always fun. I was so sad to hear that you had passed away and next time I visit Lagos, it will be very strange not seeing you. May your soul rest in peace. Fisayo Atere IN LOVING MEMORY OF GRANDPA IKOYI Today, as we reflect on the moments we shared during our recent catch-up, we are filled with a profound sense of gratitude and admiration for the remarkable person he was. His presence exuded warmth and wisdom, leaving an indelible mark on us all. His gentle smile, adorned with countless stories etched upon his face, spoke volumes of a life well-lived. As we gathered around him, captivated by his tales, his voice carried us through time. Beyond his remarkable achievements, it was his kindness and generosity that left an indelible impact on our souls. He possessed an innate ability to make everyone feel cherished and valued. As we bid him farewell, we carry your legacy within us. His love for family, his insatiable thirst for knowledge, and his unwavering devotion to God serve as guiding lights, illuminating our paths. • Page 62 •

Grandpa Ikoyi left an indelible mark on our lives, and his memory will forever be cherished. His absence leaves a void that cannot be filled, but his spirit will forever remain alive in the hearts of those who were blessed to know him. Rest peacefully, Grandpa Ikoyi, as we find solace in the knowledge that your legacy will serve as an enduring inspiration for generations to come. With love and gratitude, Damilola, Demilade & Boluwatife Atere Grandpa Ikoyi, The day before my birthday was the last time I spoke to you, who knew that a few weeks later the Lord would call you back. As painful as it is everything happens for a reason. Growing up I always watched you closely and I admired you for all you had achieved, you were such a great leader and role model in this family. You taught us the true meaning of family and the importance of togetherness as we could see how much you loved your big family each and everyone of us individually, what a great & wonderful family you left behind. As I type this with a heavy heart and tears in my eyes I hope that all my cousins and I are able to make you & Nana proud in the end. The impact and legacy you left in this world will never be forgotten rest in perfect peace Grandpa I love you so much. Eniayooluwa Oyinloye Grandpa Ikoyi, I’m writing this from my perspective of when I was a little kid. I grew up going over to your house for your birthdays and other events. It was all the cousins gathered there, and growing up after sometime I started wondering, why bring that many people around each other? I always knew but until a recent conversation it was made clear. You grew up in a polygamous family with lots of people around. I would be shocked when my mom or grandma would tell us you wanted to see us, because in my head you didn’t even know who I was. There were so many of us little ones. That’s a beautiful thing. Honestly so inspiring that someone can take account of and acknowledge that many individuals. I’m forever grateful for your part in my life. Boluwatifemi Oyinloye • Page 63 •

Grandpa Ikoyi was always a continuous source of inspiration to me. Grandpa made everyone in his family feel special, he always thanked God for bringing him so much success. He pushed me to be the best person I could be every time he talked to me and he always made me try and plan out my future so I could be as rich and successful as him , at one point I even wanted to be a lawyer. He was a very good grandfather figure. Even though I did not always go to see and have that many conversations with him he had a very strong place in my heart and I will love and remember him for as long as I live. Eniari Oyinloye Grandpa was someone people loved to be around. We will always remember him as a loving and caring person who treated everyone around him like family. He was also a role model to many people and will always be a great role model to us. He worked hard and showed us the reward of hard work and loving your family. We will miss him. Love Murewa, Iremide and Eriife Atere • Page 64 •

TRIBUTE TO OTUNBA Shock and disbelief are all I can say at the news of your passing. We all looked forward to your 90th birthday, but God had other plans. You were a man who loved God with a passion. For the over 55 years we knew you, you never changed in character. You were a man of your words; you were very generous and forgave people easily; you related with all respectfully. A rare gem. You came, you saw, you conquered. May light perpetual shine upon you and may your soul rest in perfect peace. It is well, All is well, All must be well. We will miss you greatly. Bodun Roluga To my dear Uncle, I struggle to write this because a part of me still cannot accept the fact that you are gone. We were just talking about plans for your 90th birthday and you had asked me to send you information on the new Cadillac Escalade. We would often talk about cars and I would send you brochures on all the latest offerings. I can still hear you saying to me, “Make sure it is white o. All white, inside and out.” I was really looking forward to celebrating your 90th birthday with you but God had greater plans. I would like to thank you for being such an inspiration and a role model to many including myself. I want to thank you for all the love, guidance and support you provided throughout the years. I will really miss all the wonderful stories you would tell me whenever I came to visit. I am truly grateful for the time we had together and I know you are in a much better place, still looking over us and guiding us. Till we meet again, your dear nephew Bayo Roluga Uncle, thanks so much for being a loving father, uncle and great role model to us all. I have so many great memories of you and the taste of the good life you showed us all. I remember the fun times visiting your home on Sanusi Fafunwa, wading or • Page 65 •

swimming in the pool with Cesar barking nearby or the different times we got to ride your boat to Tarkwa Bay, those were really fun memories. I remember Ijebu Ode trips with mama Ijebu, eating Abodo, watching the display at Ojude Oba etc. You were such a generous person. Every time you visited Mama Ikate, you would always “dash” us kids some money. You even gave me money when I was leaving for college in America. Not only that, you connected me with your niece aunty Toyin who was so wonderful helping me get settled in and meeting up with me after classes in Manhattan. Each time you came to New York, you would always invite me to the St. Regis, take me to lunch/dinner, ask after my wellbeing and made sure I was okay. I looked up to you as a role model, so much so, that I ended up getting a business degree. You were there for me during my wedding, you came to visit in Atlanta when my mum was ill, and was so supportive when my dad passed. When I spoke to you last this past April, you encouraged me to visit Nigeria and I promised I would. Little did I know that was the last time I was going to speak with you on this side of eternity. I knew you were a man of impact, but I had no idea the vastness of your reach. You touched so many lives! You are indeed an ICON and I am grateful to God to have had you in my life. You led an amazing life of purpose. Christ was the center of everything you did, so I am sure you are in his bosom now. Rest well uncle. May God continue to comfort Aunty, Cousin Bolaji, Cousin Jide, Ladi, Gboyega, and the rest of our family. Tokunbo Olabisi (nee Roluga) We will miss you, dear Uncle. Just a few weeks ago, I was looking at tickets to Lagos in anticipation of your milestone birthday next year. You had been in such great health, your impeccable memory, your generosity. You did so much for your family and community. Even as a young child, I always knew how important you were. You were always stylishly dressed in your signature white. I remember when I was applying to university and had to write a personal statement about what I wanted to be in the future, I talked about wanting to be an investment banker just like my uncle. I treasure the memories of the times spent with you and Aunty at your homes in Lagos, Ijebu Ode and in London. You always had wonderful stories to share. I remember bringing friends over to meet you and once I told you their names you were always able to find ways to connect with people. You would even give them a bit of their family history. You welcomed us all with open arms. Thank you for being a faithful believer, thank you for your commitment to your family, thank you for your commitment to philanthropy and thank you for your contribution to the community. I pray for God’s Grace and favour for the family and the strength to fill Otunba’s shoes and continue his legacy. Rest in Peace Sir. Love, Adeola Akinrinade (nee Roluga) • Page 66 •

The man, the legend, Uncle Otunba as I refer to him, was a God fearing and straight to the point person with a heart of Gold. I would deeply miss him and we all know we have lost a truly remarkable soul. Rest in Peace, Uncle. Tosin George Dear Uncle, I have found it difficult to write this tribute because there are so many things to put down and not enough time or space, so I will choose just a few things that I will remember and miss about you. Growing up, my memories are filled with holidays in Ijebu (especially for Ojude Oba), and your visits to Mama Ikate during the festive seasons. You loved family, not only your nuclear one (auntie, the kids and grandkids) but also your extended one- Mama Ijebu, Mrs Atere, Mama Ikate, your in-laws, nephews and nieces. You were always there for us all, and for that, I say Thank You! You loved life, and you lived it well. You were generous- never wanting anyone to lack anything. Your generosity extended to even strangers and this can be seen in your philanthropy…you will definitely be sorely missed. You were intelligent- conversations with you were a delight…from politics to finance to current affairs and even the occasional discussions about the Royals. Rest on in God’s bosom knowing that you have made a lasting, positive impact in the lives of so many and your legacy lives on in your children. May God comfort and strengthen Auntie Tutu, Auntie Ronke, the boys and your whole family. Love always Babi Otunba was my godfather and was a big part of my childhood as I spent a lot of time at their house in Victoria Island. He celebrated all my accomplishments through secondary school, University and when I got my 1st job at Arthur Andersen. I remember sharing my 1st salary with my relatives and handing him an envelope with his share, after which he prayed for • Page 67 •

me. Even after I relocated to South Africa, he would ask after me and pray for my family and I. Prayer was a big part of his life, he loved the Lord and served Him wholeheartedly. Uncle was big on family, loved all his relatives and was very generous. We thank God for the great legacy that he’s left behind. May the Lord continue to strengthen Aunty, the children and grandchildren. Rest in the bosom of the Lord dear Uncle. Love, Kemi Grange (nee George) How does one write a tribute to a Legend? I actually expected him to live to a hundred years old at the rate at which he was going. I still remember my last visit to see him, what he was wearing, what he was watching and how he was seated. His last words to me were: “ I should come and visit more regularly.” Otunba wasn’t the regular uncle; He was a larger-than-life character, He was an inspiration and He was the GrandMaster. Growing up, I was heavily influenced by him, from his fashion (with his double-breasted pinstriped suits, ties and pocket squares) to his exotic cars. Anytime he came to our house with his different cars from the green stretch Mercedes Benz 200, to the S320, S500, Rolls Royce, BMW, etc, all these inspired me as a young child. But the things I loved most about him were his love for God, his generous heart, his philanthropic acts and His love for people. He knew people by name and it amazed me how He was able to remember so many people. I have so many fond memories of him from Lagos to Ijebu to London and I am grateful that I had the opportunity to know Him. I believe that He fulfilled His purpose on earth and He is smiling down on us from heaven knowing that he has passed on the baton to the next generation. I am confident that his legacy will continue to live on through his family. Thank you Otunba for showing us how to live a good life worthy of emulation. We will definitely miss you. Femi (Papa) and Tayo George TRIBUTE TO OTUNBA (DR) M. O. BALOGUN The death of our dearest brother Otunba Olasubomi Olayiwola Oladimeji Olaonipekun was painful and sudden. Sudden because most of us who were close to him can testify that he was very particular about his health and by the time he travelled out to London on 1st of May, 2023, he was quite well and healthy. • Page 68 •

My brother, I always told him was a SPECIAL ONE, sent to the world for some special purposes which he achieved; when it was time, the Lord decided to take him back. He was a man of many worlds, was one of the most gifted, successful and generous Nigerians. A young lawyer friend of mine who regards my brother as an idol asked if Otunba was the first born of our father, I said No, Otunba was number 5 in the family and number 2 among the male children. However, he was the most successful and famous amongst us; same amongst his classmates at Igbobi College. Late Mrs Adunke Sanni and Otunba Subomi were our father’s favourite. Our father used to display their pictures in his big parlour to serve as a source of inspiration to we the younger ones. Otunba came back from UK in February 1961 and became close to me. He said he was proud of me because I came out in grade 1 in the school certificate in December 1961 like him in 1952. No doubt when I was admitted to University of Ibadan in September, 1962 to read medicine he paid the lion share of my fees, luckily I had university scholarship immediately I entered into the University. While I was in the university, he used to visit me in Tedder Hall every Sunday after church services when he was in Ibadan. When he moved to Lagos, his house at 48, Glover Street, Ikoyi was the Mecca for all my medical student friends on holidays in Lagos during the long vacation period or summer holiday. After my graduation and post graduate studies, I moved to Lagos as a consultant and physician at General Hospital in November, 1976. I became very close to him and I have since been his personal physician. After 13 years in government service I decided to leave, I informed Otunba, he was delighted and very helpful, he paid three (3) years rent of my hospital at Foresythe Street, Lagos. When in 1992 I wanted to buy a house in VGC, my present abode, Otunba gave me an interest free loan to add to what I had by then. There are numerous examples of his kindness to me. I must add that this generosity was applicable to all of us, during the marriage of his nephews or nieces in Nigeria, UK, USA, Landmark birthdays, chieftaincy title ceremony of his brothers/sisters, Otunba was always there helping financial, morally and physically. Anytime I visited his house, the first thing he will ask me was whether there was any problem in the families whether in Lagos or in Ijebu. The same charity and generosity applied to larger family of Balogun Odunuga. Otunba was the pillar during the Ojude Oba Festival, he was responsible for almost 85% of our expenses. All the horse riders and some members of the family are always at his home in Ijebu Ode for dinner and logistics arrangement a day before Ojude Oba. Otunba is physically not with us but his legacy and memory are everlasting. May he continue to rest in perfect peace. Dr. (Chief) Olayinka Asiru Balogun • Page 69 •

MY BROTHER AND FRIEND - SUBOMI Subomi and I grew up together in Ijebu Ode. All school vacations were a season of great joy spent at Ilaro enjoying our world of childhood, and as teenagers with our common grandfather, Baba Ilaro. We were first cousins – his mum, Iye Subomi, was my dad’s younger sister. Our bonds of friendship grew even stronger in the 1950s when we went for further studies in the UK. Our cousin, late Mrs Olu Odunjo (nee Kuku), and I spent most of our vacations (whilst training for Nursing at Nottingham) at his apartment at Primrose Hill (West Hampstead) London. After finishing my training at Nottingham General Hospital, I stayed at Primrose Hill with Subomi ( and 2 other flat mates - Gbenro Ajayi and Dele Ogutuga) whilst I was doing private nursing at Swiss Cottage. I recall strongly Subomi’s pride at being a lawyer working in a law firm in London. He was always quick to mention that he worked in the “city”. He looked the part too, always dapper in his suits. With a straight carriage, he cut a really distinguished picture. After we returned to Nigeria, Subomi got a job with the Ministry of Justice. (I would say the ladies liked him a lot). I recall that the Ministry gave him what was then his first car - a black Peugeot 404. On his visits to see me at the Nursing Hostel, he would drive round to park… the ladies were impressed (I got a lot of friendly chats!) He called me Yinka but also liked to call me “aburo” (though it was only a year in it). Subomi and I were confidantes (“Bestos” in today’s parlance) … so much so that when I got married he felt my husband – the late GOK Ajayi (SAN) – took his confidante away. In the years since my husband died in 2014, I was opportune to spend more quality bonding time filled with laughter with Subomi and Olori. He loved to reminisce on the old times. Subomi was a gentleman and has always been of a good heart and character. He was also very generous to many. I particularly liked the fact that once one draws his attention to an offending/ hurtful action on his part, he was quick to apologise. He was also very strong on his nuclear family and the extended family. A week or two before his passing he was proposing a family gathering to ensure generations of the extended family get to know each other and are not strangers. Without a doubt, my family and I will miss his loving, larger than life, so-endearing personality. I rejoice most of all in the fact that God chose him to be His own and that He lives with Christ in Heaven. What a life! What a wonderful way to go to meet your maker – while reading His word. You played a great innings egbon mi. Take a bow and enjoy your rest in the Lord. By the mercies of God I will see you again in Heaven. Margaret Olayinka Ajayi • Page 70 •

TRIBUTE TO OTUNBA MICHAEL OLASUBOMI BALOGUN It was almost 56 days after my cousin Otunba ‘Subomi Balogun stood next to me as the Chairman of the book presentation of my autobiography at the Wheatbaker hotel at Victoria Island with a hearty Chairman’s remarks that I was awakened by a call early in the morning of Friday May 19 at 9:00am informing me that the social media has just carried the news of my cousin’s glorious passing to eternity. The phone went dead. I thought I was day dreaming, a fake news, or an April fool’s joke. It couldn’t be true as we were already in the month of May. A lot of flashes went through my mind. I was at his 89th birthday anniversary at his “Olori Omo-Oba’s Palace”, No. 1 Milverton Road, Ikoyi, Home on March 9, I spoke with him before he left for London, etc., etc. I immediately woke up, cleared my head, and started wondering what to do, and how to confirm the news. I didn’t need to do more as my telephone started ringing off the hook. True it was. The rest of the day, I was jittery and couldn’t concentrate. My cousin has gone and no more to reminiscence with, chat with, gist with and exchange pleasantries with. My cousin lived a checkered life, he was an outstanding role model to all of us. He was a man of humility, respect, honor and integrity both in his professional and private lives. Indeed, his selfless service to his Fellowmen will forever be remembered as a man of truth, fairness, and discipline; and as a man who dedicated his life to the service of humanity. To understand my cousin’s philosophy and his moral character, one must refer to his dialogue with late Mr. Niyi Osundina, the editor of his book “The First City Group, A financial Monument Built by God. When asked why he writes so copiously, my cousin’s response was “responding to correspondences create a great deal of goodwill. Goodwill is the engine of happy life, when we shed this cloak called body, I will be remembered forever because my spirit lived with me.” When further asked, “Can we look at the next 20 years of your life?’ my cousin replied promptly, “Oh yes, I plead with God to keep me here until beyond 90 years of age in good health and happiness.” The good Lord gave him the good health and happiness, but as man proposes, the good Lord dispossess. In his 89 years of life, Otunba carried his Cross gloriously, fought triumphantly through all his travails of the banking industry in which he was one of the doyens of the banking systems in Nigeria, and he wore his Crown gallantly through the gates of heaven. He was an idealistic man, a human being of flesh, bathed in the blood of Christ, he personified the image of a man of God, a loving husband, a devoted father and grandfather, a very loyal friend, and an entrepreneur of the first order. As the great American poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow reminds us in his Psalm of Life; “Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime and departing leaves behind us, footprints on the sands of time.” My cousin has left a large footprint on the sands of time. And in committing him to the Lord, let there be no tears but let us rejoice in the remembrance that the Lord gave him to us, and the time has come to give him back to the dear Lord who gave him to us. Finally, we pray that the Almighty Lord will give his loving wife Olori Abimbola, his children Bolaji, Babajide, Ladipo, and Gboyega as well as his grandchildren, relatives, and friends from all walks of life the fortitude to bear the irreparable loss. May his good work on earth precede him to paradise and ensure his welcome to the bosom of the Almighty Lord. Adieu, cousin Otunba Subomi Balogun, may your gentle soul rest in perfect peace and may the Almighty Father continue to shine His perpetual Light upon you. Amen. Prof. Samuel A. Adebonojo MD, FACS, FWACS, FNMC • Page 71 •

My darling Uncle, Just a few months ago, I came to celebrate your 89th birthday. Now, I am here to celebrate a life well lived. Totally unexpected, it still does not seem real. You were a trailblazer, a hardworking, highly respected, reputable, brilliant and successful banking icon, who impacted the investment banking world tremendously. You stood larger than life and had a commanding ‘presence.’ So, your absence feels unreal and has definitely left a vacuum. One of the things I loved about you was that you were completely and totally devoted to your family. You called me your darling daughter and showed me so much love. During our discussions, you would always tell me how much my parents meant to you and that I must make sure to spend as much time with them as possible. You had so many stories to tell me about our family lineage, the history of each family, who was who and how all our lives were knit together and fit neatly into the overall family puzzle. You were the glue that held everyone together. I admired you for your work ethic and was always amazed that you still went to your Marina office three days a week and worked hard and long hours. You did say, working kept you abreast of current issues and your brain sharp. I have to say that I loved my office visits. Many times, I would be sitting in the little reception area, drinking tea and eating your ginger biscuits or newly discovered crackers. I just sat quietly and patiently, waiting for you to call me into your office so we could have a nice chat before I go off to take care of my business. You were the epitome of excellence, humanity, and distinction. You had class, loved the finer things in life and lived a life of luxury unapologetically. With a heart for people and to see them happy and fulfilled, your charitable giving has created a legacy as a philanthropist where you devoted yourself to helping people within the communities you served. The best thing for me was your love for and greatest desire to serve God wholeheartedly. You were a committed, faithful servant and long-standing member of The Cathedral Church of Christ. There was nothing that you accomplished over the years that you did not attribute to God’s grace and goodness in your life. Now, you have made the ultimate transition and are resting in the arms of the maker you loved so much. • Page 72 •

My last visit with you was just before you left for London and I to Cotonou. The three of us sat and chatted about for almost two hours, and I had a lovely dinner with you. Little did I know. Uncle, you were a rare breed, a good man, loving, caring, kind and generous. You touched the lives of people from all walks of life. You have left an indelible mark and your footprints cannot easily be erased. You will be missed. Thank you for the wonderful memories that will forever be etched in my heart. May your soul rest in peace. Your darling daughter Princess Olufunke Adebonojo TRIBUTE TO A VERY RARE UNCLE, OTUNBA MICHAEL OLASUBOMI BALOGUN, CON The passing of Otunba Michael Olasubomi Balogun rocked me to my boots, as it did all whose lives he touched. “Uncle Subomi”, as we called him in the Adelaja family, had a major influence on my life, even from a young age. A cousin of my late mother, Omoba Eva Adebayo Adelaja, Uncle visited my parents regularly. As Uncle himself said frequently, “the love between me and Sister Bayo is so exceeding”. My earliest recollection of my Uncle Subomi was when I was maybe 5 or 6 years old. I still hear his voice on his arrival at our home in the early 1960s saying, “Sister mi, Bayo”, with a warm smile on his face; and my mother responding “Suubooomi, Aburo mi”, followed by a long hug, the type that only occurred then among two relatives who truly loved each other. My father, at least 20 years older than Uncle Subomi, heard his voice at the door, got up from his chair in the study, approached Uncle Subomi at the door, held his two hands, and pulled him over to a seat near his favorite chair in our living room. Dad essentially took over, holding a never-ending intellectual discussion with Uncle Subomi about Nigeria, the future of the business community, royal family business, and of course, his vision and plans. You see, back then, Uncle Subomi was a dashing young man in his 20s. He was dressed in a flawless pin- striped suit, an unusually clean white shirt, a sharp bowtie, and shoes that looked previously unused. Even then, he was larger than life. I literarily swallowed every word he uttered. Feeling that my dad had hijacked her favorite cousin, my mother eventually came to rescue him for herself, dragging him into their bedroom to do their deep aburo-egbon talk. Before leaving our home, Uncle called me to the living-room to sit on his lap. He then talked to me about my interests and goals while sharing his own goals and strategies. Even at 6, I knew that he was a very special young man. Our relationship was further cemented when he reached into his suit’s breast pocket and gave me perhaps the largest cash-gift I had received from anyone hitherto, in a clean white envelope. He then asked this 6-year-old boy if I had a bank account and talked about the power of saving. The scenario I describe above repeated itself dozens of times in my youth. I looked forward to his visit. I particularly loved the attention he showered on me. Uncle Subomi is the most consistent person I ever met. His influence on me since then has been immeasurable. • Page 73 •

But the deep affection between my mother and Uncle Subomi was intergenerational. Otunba’s mother Mama Adebukonla, and my grandmother, Olori Reginah Adebonojo (nee Odumosu), loved each-other equally deeply. I recall Mama Adebukonla at my grandmother’s home chatting affectionately for hours. That love transcended the generation of Uncle Subomi and my mother and Adebonojo brothers, who were also members of the Owa Otutubiosun, Jadiara and Fusengbuwa royal families of Ijebuland through their father, Oba Samuel Adebonojo, the Dagburewe of Idowa. The same closeness applies today to our generation. For example, Bolaji and I are more like brothers. Uncle Subomi also took me and my Adelaja siblings as kin and he was always resoundingly proud of us. I learnt numerous important life-changing lessons from my Uncle Subomi, through his words and deeds. First, is the importance of having a clear vision and following it with determination, hard work, energy, and boldness. What Uncle Subomi discussed with my parents and with me then as a young kid, though unimaginable then to me, were exactly what Uncle did with his life. He talked about transforming Nigeria’s financial community, which he did resoundingly and consistently in phenomenal ways. He talked back then about the important responsibilities that we had to uphold the values of our common ancestors, which he did resoundingly through his outstanding leadership role in the family, the Ijebu-community, Yorubaland, Nigeria, and the world. He talked then about the importance of building a family of “consequential children”. No doubt, few Nigerians have matched his feat in mentoring his children, grandchildren, relatives, and many leaders of Nigeria. He talked back then about the importance of being prepared for opportunity in order to ensure that it does not pass you by, and about the importance of self-appearance as an expression of self-love. He lived these as his authentic personal signature. As he said to me on a few occasions, “you have to be clean in and out, mind, body and soul”. The same clean black suit, white shirt, remarkable ties, clean shoes, and flawless white agbada with a white cap he `dressed in back then remained his unique signature all his life. He talked about the importance of knowledge through formal and self-education. He was a perpetual learner, who eagerly picked my brain and shared his thoughts every time we met. Uncle’s love for one brand of cars informed my repeated commitment to one brand, albeit my choice was driven by the need to speed. A second lesson from my uncle is the importance of deliberate and strategic generosity. Uncle gave methodically to others. Three things he said to me as a young man about generosity shaped my life: “Soji, let your inflow exceed your outflow so that for most of your life, your outflow will significantly exceed your inflow”; “give lavishly but deliberately to what you believe in”; and “Give to God first, yourself and family next, then your community, country, and the world, in that order. He lived his life just that way. He was generous to God and himself. But he gave abundantly enough that all tiers felt his impact equally. A third lesson from Uncle Subomi is consistency in your love of God and your faith. From my youth until his passing, he constantly thanked the Lord as his enabler and did everything in his power to praise and acknowledge God. As Uncle said to me once when I inquired about his spiritual strategy, “Soji, if you do it, and you have to, you must do it well and in your own unique way”. He was never too young, too rich, too powerful, too busy, or too old to place God first in his life. Indeed, he built a place for God to abide everywhere he lived. On my last visit with him, with 7 of my US based academic colleagues, one out of 7 sentences he uttered was in the praise of God. No matter what question you ask him, he reverted back to his God. My colleagues were amazed about the role of God in Uncle’s life, so much so that Michigan State University was planning with him to send a few young researchers from the business college to Nigeria to do an entrepreneurial case study of his life as a Christian entrepreneur to showcase his God-rooted impact on society. He asked us to pray for him to live well into his 90s. Little did we know then that he would pass on. One thing to note. My uncle and Auntie Olori actually postponed a • Page 74 •

trip to the UK when he found out I was coming. Both of them received us so well that my colleagues still wonder how a richly influential couple could be so caring and friendly. As we mourn Uncle Subomi’s loss and prepare for his funeral, my sincere condolences go to Aunty Olori Abimbola Balogun, whose unflinching love and care for him shaped his life immensely. My condolences also go to my aburos, Bolaji, Jide, Ladi, and Gboyega, the wonderful children whom God blessed him with and whose love Uncle Subomi never ceased to articulate. My condolences also go to his grand-children and to Auntie, Mrs. Atere, his sister. God will console you and the family Uncle left behind. Finally, my Uncle Subomi, sleep well. You left such a huge a mark on so many lives, including those who departed before you and your ancestors. As the loved ones you meet on the other side are probably now telling you, you knew what you wanted to do, said what you were going to do, did them exceptionally well, and never ceased to praise the lord for being your strength in the process. They have welcomed you resoundingly, placing your soul at the helm of their family and spiritual affairs. Clearly, you have earned your place with your God as someone who was uniquely used by him to change the world. Omo Oba Tunwase. Omo Oba Jadiara, Omo Oba Fusengbuwa, Omo Owa Otutubiosun! Sun re O. Professor Soji Adelaja John A. Hannah Distinguished Professor in Land Policy, Michigan State University. George Hammel Cook Emeritus Professor and Executive Dean, Rutgers University. Board Chairman, Chapel Hill Advisory Partners Limited and Chapel Hill Denham Management Limited. Otunba Olutoyese and Otunba Gbadero of Ala-Ijebu. TRIBUTE My dear uncle, Words cannot express the enormous loss that I feel at this moment. Writing this tribute is incredibly painful. Somehow in our dreams, you were meant to be forever. In all circumstances, we give thanks for a life well lived. Uncle, you certainly did live a great life. I recall the first time I met you in 1982, I was taken by your presence and kindness. Little did I know that you would be in my life and positively affect it to such a great extent. You were so kind, generous, witty, humorous and good natured in life, uncle. You were so ‘intentional’ about the way you lived. I remembered you remarking that ‘if you had an idea, you would pray on it and then go for it’. Your relationship with your spirituality was unwavering. For you, your destiny was pre-ordained. • Page 75 •

Some 35 years ago, when you were building your residence in Ijebu, you organized a trip for me and your sons. You wanted to hear our impressions and thoughts on the development. I recall that I was a little upset about the mausoleum, and then you explained that, ‘that is where Otunba will rest when my time comes’. You were a planner, uncle and a visionary. I will so miss your infectious smile and your laugh that accompanies it. I will so miss your presence, which so inspires the young that nothing is unachievable. You were a legend in life, and I know your legacy, like your light will never fade. Rest well in The Lord, sir. God bless you always. Shola Ojora • Page 76 •

AIGBOJE AIG-IMOUKHUEDE, CON 19 GERRARD ROAD, IKOYI, LAGOS [email protected] TRIBUTE TO OTUNBA MICHAEL OLASUBOMI BALOGUN, CON I’m honored to pay tribute to a remarkable individual who played a significant role in the evolution of Africa’s financial markets. Let me begin by quoting a paragraph from the first chapter of my book Leaving the Tarmac which reads “The concept of the professional owner/manager in banking was first championed by Otunba Michael Subomi Balogun, the founder of First City Merchant Bank, (FCMB), and I must disclose a family connection as my younger sister is married to one of his sons, but I was already an admirer of his achievements before that union took place. A successful entrepreneur, he blazed the trail for professional managers within Nigerian banks, showing them that if they pooled their resources, even if those resources seemed relatively modest, invited investors to back them and went on to run good, professional banks, then they would prosper. Many others chose to follow his lead”. I count myself fortunate to be one of the numerous Nigerians who Otunba Balogun inspired to think big, dream big and act big, we all owe him a debt of gratitude for blazing the trail for others to follow. Otunba’s contributions to the growth and development of Nigeria’s capital markets were immense. Until his passing, he was Nigeria’s oldest surviving stockbroker, Otunba was widely respected for his courage, strategic thinking and ability to overcome the many obstacles which stand in the way of an African entrepreneur. But it was not just his entrepreneurial spirit that made him stand out, He believed that Africans can build institutions whose culture and professional practice match the very best around the world and went on to prove this with spectacular success. With boundless energy, unrelenting determination and unwavering commitment to excellence, he built ‘First City’ from the ground up into one of the leading merchant banks in Nigeria, leaving behind a formidable banking legacy. The Otunba Tunwase of Ijebuland was also my in-law, my sister Kemi Balogun is married to his son Bolaji. Otunba was a colossus in his professional life, but it was his role as family patriarch, loving husband to Olori Balogun, supportive father of 4 accomplished sons, doting grandfather and dependable friend that defined him. He was always there for those he loved and was a constant source of support to everyone he cared for. His legacy is written not only for his professional contributions but also his unwavering commitment to uplifting the less privileged. He gave generously of his time, talents and resources to charitable causes paying close attention to the needs of Ijebuland. Adieu Otunba, your leadership was inspiring, your generosity was unstinting, your love and care was comforting, you will truly be remembered for generations to come. On behalf of my wife, children, father and siblings I extend our sincere and heartfelt condolences to family, friends and all who were touched by his life. May his gentle soul rest in perfect peace. AIGBOJE AIG-IMOUKHUEDE CON • Page 77 •

TRIBUTE TO OTUNBA OLOYE SUBOMI BALOGUN OF IJEBU KINGDOM Ijebu Kingdom has lost one of its great sons. He was argute, determined and courageous. He was the Olori Omoba of Ijebuland and the Asiwaju of Ijebu Christians amongst other accolades and titles in the business world. I last saw Otunba Balogun on the occasion of his 89th birthday on March 9th, 2023. He appeared virile and quite lively and my assessment of him then was that he was gearing up for his 90th birthday next year. So I was shocked to learn from his son, Jide and daughter-in-law, my sister Uche that he had passed on just barely two months after his memorable birthday. On reflection I remember Otunba as a family man who was more than just an in-law. At Igbobi college he was close to The Iyase Ahaba of Asaba, Chief Onyeobi. At LSE, he was close friends and roommates with Professor JJ Ibik SAN, who so happens to be my mother’s eldest brother and on the night of my father’s tribute, Otunba stole the show with a glowing tribute that was humorous, lively and heart-warming. He said “…we recognize Sonny as our older great egbon but it is only now I am recognizing his true age and I never guessed he was that much older than all of us…eehhh!!!”. Otunba indeed was a dear Uncle. I remember one particular occasion when after one of those tense business meetings Otunba would pray and he could pray for a long time. On that particular day Ide would be tugging the sleeves of his shirt telling him “Otito Otito”. Otunba would look at him seemingly confused without uttering a word for a few seconds then would break out into a smirk saying “ha Sonny…” Close moments like that said a lot about their relationship - being opportune to sit and observe two lions communicate to each other so well and endearingly in their own special way, was nurturing and a blessing to witness and I live cherishing moments like that. Otunba reminded me a lot of my father. He always wore white clothes and was immaculately dressed. He loved lavish houses. His was more of a classical Roman style with thick white columns. Ide’s was more of a modern Italian style. They both took delight in the interior of their houses…especially the ceilings in their dining and lounges, where they would always leave their special unique mark of artistic expression. Otunba’s dining room had 26 chairs representing his wife, his kids and wives and grandchildren. He was meticulous and pondered ceaselessly about such things especially as they relate to his nuclear family. Otunba was a man of many parts and will be remembered for many things. He was pristine, diligent, pious, sociable, charismatic, detribalized, compassionate and had a general interest in people and conversation. Above all, I will always remember him to be a caring, supportive and loving father to my sister, Uche. A concerned and caring in-law to us, especially my dear mother who he always looked out for. May his soul rest in eternal peace and May his beautiful and dutiful Olori and children find fortitude and strength in his absence in the years to come. Ogbueshi Kenny Ezeweani Odogwu • Page 78 •

TRIBUTE It brings us great joy to share with you our memories of a remarkable man whose love and kindness touched so many lives in countless ways. Otunba Michael Olasubomi Balogun was a man of great faith whose gentle spirit and devotion to Christ and his family were evident in everything he did. As our daughter’s father-in-law, he welcomed her into his family with open arms, treating her as his own. His love was boundless, and his care knew no limits. We will always remember the way he graced the funeral ceremonies of both our mothers, Lady Ayodele Alakija and Queen Abelba Bob-Manuel in Lagos and Abonemma, Rivers State respectively with his presence, along with his family and friends. Otunba Balogun’s immaculate white attire was a symbol of his pure heart and peaceful nature. Otunba Balogun was a true inspiration to all of us, and his legacy will continue to shine brightly for generations to come. May his gentle soul rest in eternal peace in the bosom of God Almighty. We are forever grateful for the time we shared with him and will always cherish the memories of his warm smile and the generosity he radiated. Alaba & Judith Alakija “UNCLE SUBOMI” From an early age as long as I can remember Uncle Subomi has been an omnipresent part of our family. Growing up in Apapa he lived several streets down from us. He has always been very dapper and impressionable, with his tailored suits, smart white traditional clothing and choice automobiles. He made an impression on us kids and was our favourite uncle. A very sociable gentleman, my mother was his personal event consultant for his numerous dinner parties at his Bombay Crescent home. They fondly refer to themselves as “broda and sista mi” in typical Ijebu parlance. They had grown up together in Ijebu ode from primary school, and my grandma “Mama Ghana” and “Iye Subomi” both Alahaja’s lived opposite each other on Olisa Street in Ijebu Ode, they were inseparable and dressed the same to social functions. Our visits every “Ile-ya” was very memorable as young children with both Alahaja’s. Uncle Subomi was also a very close associate of my father and we have very many pictures of them together both at work and our family social functions. They worked together with the team that set up The Lagos Stock Exchange now the NGX. My dad was a pioneer investor and cofounder and gave the exchange its first location and trading floor, on the top floor of his Broad Street property. He was also instrumental in structuring an expansion facility for my dad’s factory, at a time when the NIBD was keen to get indigenous business owners in Nigeria to access long term development finance. He also remained supportive after my dad died and he had left NIDB, to ensure the loan was properly managed and paid back. • Page 79 •

By the time I was in secondary school, Uncle Subomi had set up CSL and was establishing himself as the pioneer capital markets operator and by the time I was in university, he had FCMB up and running. Finishing my senior year, it was clear that I wanted to go into banking and he as a role model actively encouraged the direction, me being an applied economics major. On graduation I went to work on Wall Street with JP Morgan Chase. Since then, he has encouraged and supported my career. Every year he came to Washington D.C for the World Bank Annual Meetings he invited me to accompany him and gave me great exposure and advise as we had a lot of time to discuss and exchange ideas. After several years he advised I conclude my masters and begin to think of coming back home as new generation banks were emerging and opportunities were abound. My master’s thesis was on “The Role of the Capital Markets in the Development of the Nigerian Economy”. He gave me access to both the FCMB and CSL research teams which helped data gathering for the project. While I was at the LBS, he also chaired the LBS Capital Market Forum which brought all the industry players together to collate a submission to the Odife Panel on capital markets reform. The panel adopted all our recommendations which paved the way for the opening up of the Nigerian Capital Markets as we know it today. A memorable transaction we also worked on together was the transformation of FCMB from a Merchant to a Commercial bank, at a time when the market was changing. His tenacity was displayed during the recapitalization of the banking industry. The results have consolidated FCMB in the industry and the change of guard to the next generation has established an institution. I never fail to go and greet him at social functions, but more intimately, recently I have had to take 3-4 hours of quality time 2-3 times a year to visit Uncle Subomi. We reminisce on the time past, as he puts the past in perspective of family time and how they all grew in Ijebu Ode. I am happy for the time spent with him, Chairman at my wedding based on his relationship with my father-in-law and his support, coming for my father in law’s 95 Birthday and his tributes at the funeral. We thank God for a life well spent, his memories and legacy. To my dearest Aunty Bimbo, cousins; Bolaji, Jide, Ladi, Gboyega, their spouses and children, Aunty Ronke and her family; take solace in the lord and the life in Christ of a great gentleman, Brother, Husband, Father, Cousin and Uncle. Adetilewa Adebajo on behalf of The Guard Bakare Family of Iyanro-Ijebu-Ode and Israel Adebajo Family of OdoNoforija Epe • Page 80 •

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I have learnt considerable lessons in life and I have gone through the crucible of a chastening experience! With the support of providence I have renewed strength like an eagle, and I am in a position to soar to whatever level my God will take me. OTUNBA M.O. BALOGUN, CON • Page 83 •

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Otunba, Emir of Kano, Alhaji Ado Bayero and Alhaji Tijani Hashim, Director, FCMB, at the opening of the first FCMB Branch in Kano Otunba Balogun and the Governor of Borno State, Professor Babagana Zulum. Former Secretary-General of The Commonwealth, Chief Emeka Anyaoku, Otunba and Olori Balogun at an award ceremony in December 2022. Late Chief (Mrs) Sherifat Daisi, Oba (Dr.) Toye Alatise (in the back), Gbegande of Osoosa, Chief Kola Daisi, the Awujale Oba (Dr.) Sikiru Kayode Adetọna, and the late Chief Bayo Kuku, Ogbeni Oja of Ijebu Ode Otunba with his cousin, Prince Ade Odedina, the first Nigerian CEO of the Nigerian Stock Exchange Otunba with the Awujale and Paramount ruler of Ijebu Kingdom, Oba (Dr.) Sikiru Kayode Adetọna, CFR, JP • Page 86 •

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COS/GOV.11 Vol.III/390 May, 2023 The Family of: Otunba Subomi Balogun, CON, KCSG Chairman, FCMB Group Ijebu-Ode, Ogun State TRANSITION OF AN ELDER STATESMAN AND A GRANDMASTER OF BANKING: OTUNBA MICHAEL OLASUBOMI BALOGUN I received the news with shock of the transition of your beloved Patriarch and elder statesman, Otunba Michael Olasubomi Balogun, which occurred on Friday, May 19, 2023, at the age of 89 years. Otunba Subomi Balogun was born in 1934 in Ijebu-Ode, Ogun State, He finished high school from Igbobi College Lagos and went on to study law at the prestigious London School of Economics and returned to Nigeria after finishing his law degree. Otunba Subomi Balogun is considered to be one of the pioneers of modern banking in Nigeria and has played a significant role in the development of the country's financial sector. He was a big philanthropist and entrepreneur par excellence, best described as a baron of the Nigerian capital and money markets, a doyen, pioneer, and role model of entrepreneurial banking. Baba's life and times are an amazing testimonial of remarkable accomplishments, service to humanity, dedication, and enormous contributions to Nigeria's financial system. Even with all of his accomplishments, he remained synonymous with his people's rich culture and tradition, earning him the well-deserved titles of, Otunba Tunwase of Ijebuland, Olori Omoba of Ijebuland, and Asiwaju of Ijebu Christians to his cap of many feathers. He loved and served God with everything in him .Baba was as intellectual as he was charming. He was the pinnacle of style, flair, and panache and he looked elegant in either his pin striped suit or his white traditional attire. Otunba Subomi Balogun’s outstanding contributions to the Nigerian business community earned him numerous accolades and recognition; he was honored with prestigious awards, including the Nigerian National Honors of Officer of the Order of the Niger (OON), the Commander of the Order of the Niger (CON) and the Knight Commander of the Order of Saint Gregory the Great (KCSG). He was a colossus whose feats in the family, community, and nation at large will remain indelible and difficult to replicate. His transition is not just the glorious end of the earthly sojourn of an individual; it is indeed the end of an era for a man who impacted the lives of many. Baba lived life to its fullest, and he left a legacy of impact. He was a loving and caring husband to Olori his adorable wife and a doting father to his accomplished children and grandchildren. On behalf of my family, the government, and all the good people of Ogun, please accept our deepest condolences on the passing of this very illustrious colossus and son of our great state. May the Lord grant the repose of his soul and grant him eternal rest, while granting the entire family the heart to bear this great loss. Once again, please accept our heartfelt condolences and the assurances of my highest regards, as always. Very Sincerely Yours, Prince Dapo Abiodun, MFR Governor, Ogun State P.M.B. 2058, Oke-Mosan, Abeokuta, Ogun State, Nigeria. +234 903 000 9894, +234 905 000 9894 [email protected] www.ogunstate.gov.ng • Page 91 •

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