We created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Adebayo Michael Adu. Collecting GatheringUs Support stories and memories here will offer us great comfort. Click on share a memory or condolence to give your cherished tribute for the loving memory of our Dad. Thank you for contributing to this... see moreWe created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Adebayo Michael Adu. Collecting GatheringUs Support stories and memories here will offer us great comfort. Click on share a memory or condolence to give your cherished tribute for the loving memory of our Dad. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial.
Mr. Adebayo Adu slept in the Lord 17th Aug, 2025. He was survived by children, grandchildren & great grandchildren. He was born in Ijomu Akure to Pa James Adu & Madam Mary Tewobola Adu (nee Adesina) (both of blessed memory) of the Osupa Ruling family to the Deji of Akure.
For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. 2 Corinthians 5:1. What else can I say, but thank God for a life well spent. Adieu... moreTribute from Bimbo Adu
For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands. 2 Corinthians 5:1. What else can I say, but thank God for a life well spent. Adieu Daddy.
I know you are in a better place till we meet again.
Rest on. Abimbola Adu. less
**Loving Tribute to My Loving Dad – Deolu**
Writing this has been one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. I started and stopped more times than I can count. How do you put a lifetime of love, lessons, and memories into a few paragraphs? That... more**Loving Tribute to My Loving Dad – Deolu**
Writing this has been one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. I started and stopped more times than I can count. How do you put a lifetime of love, lessons, and memories into a few paragraphs? That dreaded call came on a quiet Sunday morning—the one I prayed would never come. And yet, even in my grief, I find peace knowing you lived a full and meaningful life. I submit to God’s perfect will.
When I think of you, Dad, I see two chapters: the years of my childhood, and the years after Mum passed. In both, you were my anchor. Your voice still echoes in my head—*“While others are losing their head, keep yours.”* That line has been my moral compass till date.
You were committed to our education. My love for English? That’s all you. From your obsession with punctuations, library at Felele, you planted the seeds early. I still remember that day at UI when you enrolled me for JAMB extra-murals. We were on the queue, someone shoved us, and you didn’t hesitate—you pushed back. You stood your ground for me. That moment, simple as it was, has stayed with me for over 35 years. You were my shield.
You taught me how to knot a tie when I was barely tall enough to see the mirror. l felt like a mini professor anytime l was able to knot different styles.
After Mum passed, people started calling me “your wife”—a joke, yes, but also truth. At 15, I had to grow up fast. You were grieving, yet you still found the strength to hold us together. You filled the void with grace, never once making it about you. You gave, even when you had little. You were simplicity in human form—unbothered. I like to think I inherited a bit of that calmness from you.
In my cheeky moments, I used to say to whenever cared to listen, “You have got at least 10 more years, then you can go meet your Maker.” It was bore out of care and concern, l thought the longer you lived l would do more for you. Well, God clearly had His own plan—and He chose to take you when the ovation was loudest.
Thank you for the memories. From sneaking me out of the house to Liberty Stadium in order to watch football matches (IICC) - l remember the games between IICC and Stationery Stores of Lagos. Mum was convinced I did be trampled, yet you managed to get to the games. This was my 1st love for any sports and further earned me the nickname - Adiele (for those who know).
For the endless debates and yes, even our “arguments” about your welfare—you were so adamant about certain things, but so was I. Apple does not fall far from the tree *laughs*.
There is so much more I could say, but space won’t allow. I did my best for you while you were here. I hope you felt that. I hope you knew.
Rest well, Dad. Heaven just got a little more stylish—tie perfectly knotted, of course.
Love you always. God loves you best. 😇
Your son, Adeolu less
A man of remarkable strength, boundless energy, and unmistakable charisma, Grandad carried those qualities with him right until the very end. His heart stayed strong, and his mind remained sound.
From Christmases spent in the... moreTribute from Toni Adeola
A man of remarkable strength, boundless energy, and unmistakable charisma, Grandad carried those qualities with him right until the very end. His heart stayed strong, and his mind remained sound.
From Christmases spent in the UK to long walks through Essex, Grandad’s excitement and gratitude for life were things we deeply shared. He constantly pushed me to grow into the best version of myself, encouraging me to work hard and pursue my Master’s. These moments — his guidance, his pride, his belief in me — are the ones I will hold closest.
He leaves behind a legacy woven through his children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, carried forward in the stories we tell and the memories we treasure. His presence will live on in us always.
Rest in peace Grandad, you will forever remain in our hearts.
Even though we didn’t have as many moments together as I wish we did, I always felt your presence and your energy through stories I would hear of your vibrant life. I’m grateful for the glimpses of you that I would... moreIn loving memory of Grandad,
Even though we didn’t have as many moments together as I wish we did, I always felt your presence and your energy through stories I would hear of your vibrant life. I’m grateful for the glimpses of you that I would experience whenever you called my home. Those memories, even if few, will stay with me.Thank you for being a part of my life, and I hope you’re resting peacefully now.
Some of my earliest memories of Grandad are from when he used to take me to nursery, simple moments that he showed his love. He always had big dreams for me, proudly telling everyone that I was going to be a doctor. And whilst that... moreTribute to Grandad
Some of my earliest memories of Grandad are from when he used to take me to nursery, simple moments that he showed his love. He always had big dreams for me, proudly telling everyone that I was going to be a doctor. And whilst that wasn’t the path for me, I always wanted to make him proud in whatever it was I did.
Grandad had a big, fun personality, and even though we spent many years apart with him living in Nigeria, those memories and his love will always be close to my heart.
🌿 In Loving Memory of My Father, Mr. Adebayo Michael Adu (1929–2025)
This tribute was written with love and gratitude by his daughter, Mrs. Kemi Adeola, to honour his remarkable life, his enduring values, and the countless memories he leaves... more🌿 In Loving Memory of My Father, Mr. Adebayo Michael Adu (1929–2025)
This tribute was written with love and gratitude by his daughter, Mrs. Kemi Adeola, to honour his remarkable life, his enduring values, and the countless memories he leaves behind.
My father, Mr. Adebayo Michael Adu, lived a life that was rich in purpose, discipline, love, and devotion. He was a man of contrasts — sanguine yet strict, simple yet deeply principled. One of his favourite sayings was “To thyself be true,” and he lived by that creed every day of his life.
He had a natural routine — rising early every morning to enjoy his cup of coffee, and for many years, calling all his children first thing in the morning. In his later years, when age slowed him down, he could no longer keep up with those daily calls, but we all knew how much they had meant to him — and to us.
My dad was not the typical traditional Yoruba man of his time. He was progressive in his thinking and in the way he approached family life. My mum, of blessed memory, often travelled for work, and when she was home and resting, my dad would be in the kitchen making breakfast. That image has stayed with me all my life — it spoke volumes about the kind of partnership they had and the kind of man he was.
Education was deeply important to him. He believed that knowledge could transform lives, and he was personally involved in ensuring that we, his children, received the best education possible. I still remember him coaching me when I was in school, patiently helping me with my work.
I also remember my younger brother and I, as children, comparing our parents and laughing to ourselves that we liked Dad better — because he would often bring us little goodies on his way back from work, while Mum was the one insisting we eat all the foods we didn’t like, especially that black stuff (Amala)! Those are such warm memories of our early years — filled with his quiet affection and thoughtful surprises.
He was a hands-on father long before that phrase became popular. When my mother passed away, he became a single dad in his fifties, raising our two youngest brothers, Deolu and Olumide, who were then just 15 and 9 years old. He never remarried. Instead, he devoted his energy and love to his children and family. That decision spoke volumes about his loyalty and sense of responsibility.
My father loved family deeply — both his father’s and mother’s sides. He cared for and was fully involved in the lives of his extended family. I have vivid memories of our home being a place of welcome and support, not just for his siblings but also for extended relatives. At various points, my grandmother, his older sister, and his younger half-brother lived with us in Lagos and Ibadan. His home was always open to family members — including my mother’s relatives and cousins, who stayed with us at different times. Even though he could be strict, he was never unkind. He believed in helping where he could, and his sense of duty to family ran deep.
For the past fifty years, ever since we moved to Ibadan, my father maintained a cherished family tradition — hosting a Christmas party on the 26th of December for family, friends, and neighbours. It became a joyful annual gathering, one that reflected his warmth, hospitality, and love for community.
My father’s love and involvement also extended to his grandchildren. I remember his first visit to England to see me and my family — how he took my younger daughter to nursery every day, and how he loved spending time playing and engaging with my two girls. That was another reminder that he was never confined by traditional expectations; he was practical, caring, and modern in his own quiet way.
He was also deeply interested in his grandchildren’s progress as they grew older — always asking about their studies, their careers and jobs, their plans, and when they might marry. That sense of curiosity and care never faded.
My father taught me many of the values that have shaped who I am today. He was the one who taught me etiquette — table manners, composure, how to carry! myself properly. He believed that these things mattered, and he instilled them in me from an early age.
He also opened the door to my lifelong love for reading. He had his own small library at home, filled with books. I especially remember the beautiful set of Walt Disney encyclopedia-style books that filled my childhood with imagination. That love for reading began with him.
His career also shaped me. My father worked as a medical representative, and growing up surrounded by his samples, literature, and drug catalogues inspired me to pursue pharmacy as a profession. In a way, my choice of career was my way of following his influence and the world he introduced me to.
Though my father was not a man of deep faith in his early years, he grew spiritually in his later life. He became a member of St. Luke’s Anglican Church, Eyin Grammar branch, and also enjoyed being an active member of the ’79 Associates. His church community brought him companionship and purpose, especially in his later years.
He was fiercely independent. Even into his nineties, he refused to have live-in support, insisting on managing his daily life on his own. It was only when he could no longer do so himself that he finally accepted help — a testament to his self-reliance and determination.
My father lived a long, full life of 95 years. His journey was marked by discipline, devotion, and love — expressed in his own quiet and steadfast way. He was not perfect, but he gave his best to those he loved, and we are all the better for it.
His life is a legacy of commitment — to family, to education, to doing what is right, and to living true to oneself. For that, we give thanks to God for a life well lived, and for the privilege of calling him father
With gratitude for your love, your guidance, and the memories that shaped who I am.
Your example continues to guide me in ways only a father’s could.
With love always, Mrs. Kemi Adeola less
Tribute to My Daddy and Darling Brother - Solabomi Jolly Adeniyi
TRIBUTE TO MY DADDY And DARLING BROTHER. WHO? BAYO. By our Father. B OGA BAYO by all our Mother's. BROTHER DEBAYO by All of Us.
D. DADDY BAYOOOOOOO by Kemi.
Sir, l salute your... moreTribute to My Daddy and Darling Brother - Solabomi Jolly Adeniyi
TRIBUTE TO MY DADDY And DARLING BROTHER. WHO? BAYO. By our Father. B OGA BAYO by all our Mother's. BROTHER DEBAYO by All of Us.
D. DADDY BAYOOOOOOO by Kemi.
Sir, l salute your Simplicity.You are always ready to be at the same level with all of us Let me sight an example when Omowunmi Olubo would say "OGA Iwo Nini Panla Re Kuomu Kanyo" you would just laugh and repeat her words back. WHAT A LAD YOU ARE SIR!!! All of us appreciate you alot l agree up to know You as Brother Debayo.
lt was later l knew whom ABAMILUJOMU I where Self and Bros Akin of blessed memory used to get our Dodo from Mama ljebu every lunch time. You and Brother Aliu met at Ondo Boys' High 🏫 through your behavior towards him He became our Darling Brother till today.
ARE SIMPLE MEN LIKE U STILL AROUND? Will l forget your fatherly role when we were in London? Capital NO. What about when you wanted me and Mummy Lyn to pay U a weekend visit. From that Friday night till Monday morning , your matrimonial bed became ours. Your Wife and Sister Lamide became our PlayPen while You became Our Chief Chef sleeping on d couch till Monday 🌅. Will l forget our excitement together when Bros Akin and Bros Tayo both of Blessed Memory got married?
What about your early morning 📞 after you have spoken with your Children abroad. What about when KEMI comes home from her Nanny?Nobody can pacify her expect DADDY BAYOOOOOOO Brother BAYO YOU ARE A CASE and HALF AND LOVING TOO. The last time l visited you in lbadan we were both crying. Why because l reminded you of your Loving and Amiable Wife. ADIEU SIR CONTINUE TO REST IN PERFECT PEACE Solabomi Jolly Adeniyi less
Dear Uncle, we accept that passing on to eternity is a natural path of life, we take solace in the fact that you lived a full and fruitful life.
Today we remember and honor a remarkable and kind man.
You were a pillar of... moreTribute from the Falowo family
Dear Uncle, we accept that passing on to eternity is a natural path of life, we take solace in the fact that you lived a full and fruitful life.
Today we remember and honor a remarkable and kind man.
You were a pillar of support and wise counsel to our mother of blessed memory 'Mrs Olayinka Falowo' who fondly called you 'Brother Bayo' and our family as a whole.
You find humor even in the toughest times and your infectious smile we will always remember.
We will miss you, and may your memory be a blessing to all that you left behind.
Rest well sir!!
A TRIBUTE TO AN AMAZING FIRST RECOGNIZED SENIOR BROTHER- LATE ADEBAYO MICHAEL ADU - Ebenezer Longe
The news about the passing of our dear Brother came to my family as a rude shock because we had no inkling of his being in any situation that could... moreA TRIBUTE TO AN AMAZING FIRST RECOGNIZED SENIOR BROTHER- LATE ADEBAYO MICHAEL ADU - Ebenezer Longe
The news about the passing of our dear Brother came to my family as a rude shock because we had no inkling of his being in any situation that could result in death. Thus, affixing the word 'late' to his name looks like a misnomer to me; still in disbelief that such an amiable, and down-to-earth person could depart the World so suddenly.
Our relationship that was filled with pleasant memories began in the mid-fifties. Even though he was my late Mother's First Cousin, I grew up addressing him as Brother Bayo due to the fact that the words Uncles, Cousins and Nephews were not commonly used in my youthful days. Furthermore, in our close-knit family setting, with strong family ties, every male family member was preferably addressed as either a Father or Brother.
What I admired mostly in him was how he maintained a good rapport with Old Schoolmates, even last seen several decades ago. For instance, I was greatly amazed on the day he accompanied me on a visit to my late Mother-in-law. Before the visit, I was unaware that both of them were Classmates in the Class of 41/46, Saint David's Anglican Primary School, Akure.
Having left the School after Graduation nearly four decades ago, it was a delightful moment watching how they both exchanged pleasantries; it was as if they parted just yesterday. While my Mother-in-law was repeatedly calling him "Michael West! Michael West!! he in turn responded by calling her Miss Larcombe! Miss Larcombe!!
Upon further clarification, I got to know that "Michael West and Larcombe" were the Nicknames given to each of them respectively by their Classmates for being the leading Pupils in English Language and Mathematics.
During his Primary School days, Michael West was the Author of the most commonly used English Dictionary, while Larcombe was the Author of the Upper Standard Mathematics Textbook for Senior Primary Schools.
It's noteworthy that most of the Deceased Classmates reached the Zenith of their Professions; as Leaders of Industry, Entrepreneurs, Civil Service, Theology, Engineering, Academics, Judiciary, etc, etc.; notable among his Primary School Classmates was the First Surgeon to ever successfully performed the feat of separating the Co-joint Twins; while another Classmate was the First Nigerian Pilot to fly the VC 10 Supersonic Aircraft.
Besides the Primary School Classmates, the Deceased also maintained a healthy interpersonal relationship with his other Classmates and Schoolmates; vis-a-vis Alumni of the famous Ondo Boy's High School. Ondo. Notable among them were late Alhaji Aliu and the Elder Statesman, Chief R. F. Fasoranti, Leader of Afenifere- The Pan-Yoruba Organization.
One other peculiar thing about the Deceased was his choice of Friends; all of whom remarkably maintained healthy interpersonal relationships that spanned uninterrupted eight decades of Associations.
Besides his Schoolmates, he had a balanced relationship with Friends and Colleagues irrespective of their Religious beliefs. As far as he was concerned, where true love exists, there shouldn't be any distinction. As such, his group of friends met each other at point of needs.
The story of the Deceased will be incomplete without alluding to the significant role played by his amazing, spiritually-minded late Wife, Mrs. Adunola Adu (nee Fayanju). During her lifetime, she was undoubtedly the most supportive "Other Half" of the Husband. She was also that Mother-in a-million, who gave her all for the well-being of her family (nuclear and extended).
While my family will surely miss the warmth and accommodating disposition of the Deceased, we pray that God in His goodness will fill the vacuum created by his passing.
Our solace is that he lived a fulfilled and an exemplary life; blessed with caring children.
May God grant the soul of such a pleasant Person eternal rest.
"Au revoir," my dear always-cheerful and first ever-known Senior Brother.
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One thing I will always remember about you grandad was how you never failed to call us each and every day checking up on all of us no matter what especially on our birthdays. Though, I’ll miss hearing the landline ring every morning you will never be... moreOne thing I will always remember about you grandad was how you never failed to call us each and every day checking up on all of us no matter what especially on our birthdays. Though, I’ll miss hearing the landline ring every morning you will never be forgotten granddad.
My father was a truly remarkable man — a pleasant soul, a free giver, and a shining example of love, humility, and kindness. He lived a full and beautiful life for 95 years, touching everyone around him with his generosity and gentle spirit.
Daddy was... moreMy father was a truly remarkable man — a pleasant soul, a free giver, and a shining example of love, humility, and kindness. He lived a full and beautiful life for 95 years, touching everyone around him with his generosity and gentle spirit.
Daddy was more than a father to me; he was my friend, my encourager, and my daily reminder of what true care means. Until his old age, he never stopped showing love in the simplest but most powerful ways. Every morning, he would call me just to check on me, to hear my voice, and to bless my day. Those calls meant more than words can ever express.
Each time I visited him in Ibadan, he made sure to prepare tea for me — a small gesture that carried so much warmth and affection. It wasn’t just tea; it was his way of saying, “You are loved, you are welcome, and you will always be my child.”
Daddy’s kindness was endless. He gave freely — not just money or gifts, but time, attention, and compassion. He had a peaceful spirit that drew people to him, and he always found joy in making others happy.
I will miss his voice, his laughter, and his steady presence in my life. But I am grateful — grateful for his long, beautiful life, and for the love he poured into me and everyone who knew him. His memory will forever remain in my heart, and his legacy of love will continue to guide me every day.
Rest well, Daddy. I love you so much, and I will cherish you forever. less
Grandpa, you were a rare gem — gentle, wise, and full of love. You touched every life around you with kindness and quiet strength. Your words carried meaning, and your presence brought peace.I can never forget the advice you gave me — “If everyone... moreGrandpa, you were a rare gem — gentle, wise, and full of love. You touched every life around you with kindness and quiet strength. Your words carried meaning, and your presence brought peace.I can never forget the advice you gave me — “If everyone is losing their head, keep yours.”
Those words have become a guiding light for me, reminding me to stay calm, wise, and grounded no matter what life brings. Thank you, Grandpa, for that priceless wisdom. less
Baba Adu, a symbol of humility and kindness. Your fond thoughts will linger in our minds. May God grant you a peaceful rest and be with all you left behind, amin.
A Tribute to Baba. Adebayo Adu
Today, we honour a remarkable man — Baba Adebayo Adu — who lived well beyond ninety years and filled each of those years with warmth, joy, and steady care. He was more than a close friend to us; he was a father in... moreA Tribute to Baba. Adebayo Adu
Today, we honour a remarkable man — Baba Adebayo Adu — who lived well beyond ninety years and filled each of those years with warmth, joy, and steady care. He was more than a close friend to us; he was a father in spirit, a guardian of pleasure, and a believer in kindness. From the moment our lives intersected, you took me in—not by blood, but by heart. You became a father in presence, a friend in spirit, a mentor in wisdom. To call you “friend” alone never felt enough.
You were a man of joy. Your laughter-filled rooms, your voice-warmed phones, and your weekly check-in calls were a gift I anticipated. Often, he would reach out, not because he had to, but because he cared. You would ask with genuine concern, “How are you doing?” — then share your gratitude for your children, calling them “very caring,” giving thanks to God for each one. In those moments, I saw the depth of your humility and the breadth of your love. And with gentle pride in his voice, he would say, “I have an adopted son” — referring to me — proud of who I was becoming, hopeful for every step I took.
The name you gave me, your “adopted son.” You said it with pride, with hope, with confidence in who I might become. That simple phrase spoke volumes — you believed in me, you held me close, you included me in a circle of love reserved for family.
You guided with gentleness, supported with kindness, corrected with patience, and encouraged with faith. In your over 90 years, you lived fully and gave freely. You taught me what it means to be present, to care beyond obligation, to rejoice in others’ lives as if they were your own.
Though you have departed this world, your voice lingers in memory, your lessons echo in my days, and your love remains in my heart. I am better for knowing you. I am ever grateful for what you were in my life. I will strive to honour you in the ways I love, the ways I reach out, the ways I walk gently and joyfully through each day.
Rest in peace, Baba Adebayo Adu. Thank you for being a father, friend, blessing, and example. From your proud “adopted son,”
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Now the room is quiet without your laughter, Grandad
But I know you are in heaven, smiling and happy.
I will always remember you and keep you in my heart until we meet again.
Daddy, you were such a friendly, caring, kind, and loving person yet firm in discipline. Spending Christmas with you was always a special moment filled with laughter, stories, and love. You fondly called me “Queen Adu,” a name that always made me... moreDaddy, you were such a friendly, caring, kind, and loving person yet firm in discipline. Spending Christmas with you was always a special moment filled with laughter, stories, and love. You fondly called me “Queen Adu,” a name that always made me smile.
You were thoughtful enough to check on us often, asking about everyone, and you never failed to inquire about my business, always encouraging me to keep growing and doing better. Your love and discipline are truly lessons to study and live by.
I will greatly miss your fatherly care, your kind words, and your genuine concern for our wellbeing. Your memory will always remain in my heart.
Rest well, Daddy.
With love,
Your Queen Adu
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That faithful and calm Sunday morning — we all cried. The news broke our hearts, and the entire atmosphere seemed to reflect the weight of our grief. It was cool, quiet, and even drizzled a little, like heaven itself was mourning with us. Still, in... moreThat faithful and calm Sunday morning — we all cried. The news broke our hearts, and the entire atmosphere seemed to reflect the weight of our grief. It was cool, quiet, and even drizzled a little, like heaven itself was mourning with us. Still, in that moment, I want to glorify God's hands in his life and in his passing — because my granddad truly lived with purpose, love, and intention.
Granddad was fun, incredibly kind, and deeply intentional with the way he loved us. One of the best memories I’ll always hold onto is spending Christmas with him. The excitement in his voice when he knew we were coming — you could feel it. He would get drinks, treats, and anything he thought would make us comfortable. And even though he didn’t always cook, he would ask what we wanted to eat and give us money to make it happen. That was just his way — thoughtful, giving, and full of joy.
He would buy us clothes, bracelets, shoes — little gifts that said, “I see you. I care.” And he never missed a chance to introduce us to his friends with pride. His morning calls to my dad were always just to ask about us — his child and his family . That was the only reason he called: to check in, to love us from afar.
He loved people who spoke their minds. He would say, “Be free — talk to me.” He’d ask, “Do you talk to your cousins?” because he cared so much about unity in the family. He wanted us close. He wanted us to know and love one another.
Every Christmas morning, before anyone else woke up, he was already back from church — calm and content. He’d go to bed early, take his soda with every meal, and just quietly show us how to live with rhythm, intention, and faith.
He taught me so much — to be thoughtful, to love my family, to care deeply, and to do things with meaning. Granddad didn’t just live — he poured into us.
And even though he's gone, his legacy lives in every Christmas memory, in every act of kindness, in every call we make to check on one another. He lives in us.
So today, I say thank you — for the laughter, the love, the lessons, and the quiet strength. You made us feel seen, you brought us together, and you loved out loud.
We love you, Granddad. Rest easy. Rest full. Rest free. 🕊️
Omorinsola Adu
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From 'Pelumi Olukoga
Good night, Daddy. I know you're resting; we shall meet again when Jesus Christ would return to collect the saints
Daddy, you had a good smile, which, to me, represented love and discipline. There was never a dull moment anytime we... moreFrom 'Pelumi Olukoga
Good night, Daddy. I know you're resting; we shall meet again when Jesus Christ would return to collect the saints
Daddy, you had a good smile, which, to me, represented love and discipline. There was never a dull moment anytime we had conversations either physically or on the phone; there was always a lesson to take home. You always have assignments you'd like me to carry out. One of it was your desire to have an annual radio mention in remembrance of Mama Adu, your late wife. For me, I learnt a lesson from that which is to love genuinely and keep memory of loved ones alive, irrespective.
You cared for all. Until I relocated, I enjoyed a daily check-up from you through phone calls just to know how my family and I are doing. I was not sure I returned one-third of those calls, yet you never got tired.
Who will host us in ibadan every December 26 going forward now? That December homecoming became a tradition that I looked forward to because it was usually an avenue to relax and unwind with your extended family. Baba was such a great host at all times.
GOD granted you grace of good health and sound mind, and the consolation is that you lived well and your creator called you home to rest at a time that pleased Him.
My prayer is that GOD will give strength to the children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren as well as relatives and loved ones you left behind. Help and comfort will locate everyone from above.
From Bolaji Kehinde (winners photography)
This is a man that makes a positive impact in my life,i will always remember him for his advice that i should put all my resources on my children, this is a great Lost to me, five months ago he visit me at... moreFrom Bolaji Kehinde (winners photography)
This is a man that makes a positive impact in my life,i will always remember him for his advice that i should put all my resources on my children, this is a great Lost to me, five months ago he visit me at adelabu complex,i said baba why are you in the complex he told me that he want to buy ankara for some children in his visinity who did not have clothes to wear i then lead him where they are selling it, after this baba bought the cloth he gave me money and advice me to take care of my children, it's a pity that i lost one of my advicer for so many years, God will accept his calling t eternal in Jesus name
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I’ll always remember him as a man of kindness and genuine warmth. He welcomed us not just as his son’s friends but as part of his own family. His home was always open, his smile ever-present, and his joy complete... moreTribute to a Remarkable Father
I’ll always remember him as a man of kindness and genuine warmth. He welcomed us not just as his son’s friends but as part of his own family. His home was always open, his smile ever-present, and his joy complete whenever we gathered around.
I especially cherish the times we played chess together.
He made every game feel like a lesson in patience and wisdom. He had a way of making everyone feel seen and valued.
His calm spirit, laughter, and accommodating nature will always stay with us. We’re grateful for the moments shared and the love he showed.
May Papa's gentle soul rest in perfect peace. less
Broda Bayo Adu, as he preferred to be called, exudes warmth, happiness and joy anytime you see him.
His appearance in Church always changed the mood of members who automatically wore more glowing faces... moreTRIBUTE TO BROTHER BAYO ADU - Ven. Jerry Fayomi.
Broda Bayo Adu, as he preferred to be called, exudes warmth, happiness and joy anytime you see him.
His appearance in Church always changed the mood of members who automatically wore more glowing faces with smiles and laughter, triggered by one or two rib-cracking jokes by him.
For example, at over 90 years old, if he was greeted, good morning, welcome Sir, Baba Adu. He would retort sharply, ' am not Baba and am not Adu. I am a young man, and my name is Bayo, while the name of my forebears is Adu.
An amiable and friendly personality he was. He was a man highly endowed with wisdom and knowledge.
I recall a thought-provoking remark he made at his 90th birthday anniversary. He said emphatically that he was not 90 but 91, because he was almost a year in mother's womb before birth.
Broda Adu would always come to Church on Sunday, unless he travelled to his Country home, Akure, to meet with his kindred as an elderly member in the royal family.
Sure, broda Bayo Adu's life trajectory was replete in uncommon grace and God's favour.
Grandpa Adu is a very nice, kind & humble minded person. Some people use to call him baba Adu but he prefer people to call him Mr Bayo Adu or uncle Bayo, Dad is a good giver during his life time and the best song of Dad Adu that... moreAbegunde Motunrayo
Grandpa Adu is a very nice, kind & humble minded person. Some people use to call him baba Adu but he prefer people to call him Mr Bayo Adu or uncle Bayo, Dad is a good giver during his life time and the best song of Dad Adu that he loves so much goes like this, Olorun mi iwo ni ma sin titi aiye mi. Amin o less
Good night, Daddy. I know you're resting; we shall meet again when Jesus Christ would return to collect the saints Daddy, you had a good smile, which, to me, represented love and discipline. There was never a dull moment... moreOlusegun 'Pelumi Olukoga
Good night, Daddy. I know you're resting; we shall meet again when Jesus Christ would return to collect the saints Daddy, you had a good smile, which, to me, represented love and discipline. There was never a dull moment anytime we had conversations either physically or on the phone; less
When I heard the news, Daddy Adu’s passage to glory disheartened my heart. I remember the love and care he showered on me during my two-year sojourn while pursuing my postgraduate education at the University of Ibadan. Thank God for a... moreAnthony Umukoro
When I heard the news, Daddy Adu’s passage to glory disheartened my heart. I remember the love and care he showered on me during my two-year sojourn while pursuing my postgraduate education at the University of Ibadan. Thank God for a life well spent. May God grant him a peaceful rest. less
We are gathered here today with mixed emotions — our hearts are heavy with the pain of losing a loved one, yet filled with gratitude for having known and loved a... moreTRIBUTE TO LATE DADDY ADEBAYO MICHAEL ADU
From the Children of Late Madam Agbeke Ige
We are gathered here today with mixed emotions — our hearts are heavy with the pain of losing a loved one, yet filled with gratitude for having known and loved a truly special man: Daddy Adebayo Michael Adu, fondly called “Brother Bayo” by our dear mother.
To many, he was a husband (may Mama Bimbo’s soul continue to rest in perfect peace), a father, a grandfather, a brother, a cousin, an uncle, a friend. But to us, he was even more.
He was the very first of our mother’s relatives we came to know back in those early days at Felele in Ibadan. Their bond was something beautiful — deep, loyal, and constant.
Any small issue, any joy or concern — our mother, Mrs. Agbeke Ige, would immediately say, “Let me call Brother Bayo.”
He wasn’t just her cousin; he was her closest companion, her confidant, and her reliable support.
Even after our mother’s passing, that connection remained strong. He continued to check in on us, especially me, and always showed genuine care. The warmth he carried, the kindness he extended — it never faded. His relationship with us was a living memory of the bond he had with our mum, and we cherished it deeply.
Daddy Bayo was a man of peace.
He didn’t need to speak loudly to make an impact — his calm presence, his quiet wisdom, and his steady support said it all. He brought comfort wherever he went.
I remember those days in Ibadan — how he would drop by, share a laugh, offer advice, or just sit with our mum. You always knew he cared. That kind of presence is rare, and it is something we will always appreciate.
Losing him feels like losing yet another part of our mother… another link to the foundation of who we are. But even in this sorrow, we choose to celebrate.
We celebrate the life he lived.
We celebrate the love he gave.
We celebrate the values he stood for — loyalty, humility, family, and love.
So today, as we bid farewell, let us not just mourn. Let us live out his legacy. Let us honour his memory with our actions — by loving deeply, staying united as family, and showing up for one another, just as he always did.
Rest in perfect peace, Daddy Adebayo Michael Adu.
Thank you for your love.
Thank you for your kindness.
You will always be in our hearts.
I have known papa Adebayo Michael Adu since 2003, the first time he came for our daughter's introduction at Ibadan, Alagbayun Estate.
From that time till date, he had proved himself to be a loving father -... moreA short tribute for Papa Adebayo Michael Adu
I have known papa Adebayo Michael Adu since 2003, the first time he came for our daughter's introduction at Ibadan, Alagbayun Estate.
From that time till date, he had proved himself to be a loving father - in- law full of wisdom, humour, patience, love to all around him.
I remembered vividly the uncountable times that he would call from Nigeria to know about our wellbeing.
I missed his early morning calls always asking (Madam nko o?). How is Madam?, referring to me whenever he was talking to my husband.
Papa Adebayo Michael Adu, had a plain, clean and clear mind. A heart full of joy and peace. He could not do but make you laugh. He was a good father, grandad and a wonderful father- in - law.
Thank God for his long life and good care from friends and family.
I cannot but wish him a happy final night rest. Adieu papa till we meet to part no more.
Dr (Mrs) Alice Mubo Laoye.
Mother in law to Adeolu Adu. less
TRIBUTE TO PA ADEBAYO MICHAEL ADU
"Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His saints" (Ps 116:15). "K-a-b-i-e-s-i o, ana mi daadaa.Se alafia ni a ji oo?" - every early morning wake up phone calls of Pa Adebayo Michael Adu to know about my... moreTRIBUTE TO PA ADEBAYO MICHAEL ADU
"Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His saints" (Ps 116:15). "K-a-b-i-e-s-i o, ana mi daadaa.Se alafia ni a ji oo?" - every early morning wake up phone calls of Pa Adebayo Michael Adu to know about my wellbeing. In his humility he asked everyone who was much younger in age than him, including me, to always,"Call me Bayo". He was of high charitable disposition, very charismatic, of an impeccable integrity, humorous, a father of distinction who heartily loved nothing more than spending quality times with his nuclear and extended family as well as speaking fondly of, and enjoying good laughs with his friends and associates. He was an epitome of godliness per excellence. My 'ana t'ongba idobale ana'; you bade me goodbye suddenly, though at a ripe age. My consolation is, you came to this world, fought the good fight, finished well the race and kept the faith. Sun re o. Till we meet again to part no more.
Chief (Maj rtd) T.L.O. Laoye
Baale Alanko of Eruwa less
I first met Daddy many years ago at the Federal University of Technology, Akure (FUTA), when Olumide was in his 100-level. At that time, there were no GSM networks in Akure, which made finding someone on campus quite a challenge.
I first met Daddy many years ago at the Federal University of Technology, Akure (FUTA), when Olumide was in his 100-level. At that time, there were no GSM networks in Akure, which made finding someone on campus quite a challenge.
Daddy had come to visit Olumide but wasn’t sure how to locate him. As fate would have it, he approached me and a few other students, asking if we knew a certain Olumide Adu. I smiled and replied, “Yes, I do! He’s my friend and classmate and a pretty nice dude.”
Daddy’s face instantly lit up. With so much pride and excitement, he exclaimed, “Olumide Adu is my son! Adu is my son!” His joy was so contagious that we all burst into laughter. Although it took us a little while to actually find Olumide, that moment stayed with me. From that day onward, I began calling Olumide “Adu is my son!” a phrase that still makes us laugh whenever we remember it.
Another memorable encounter with Daddy happened one weekend when Olumide, Femi (Skila!), and I decided to travel from school to Ibadan. Olumide mentioned it had been a while since he’d seen his father and wanted to spend the weekend at home, so he invited me along.
We arrived in Ibadan late that evening. Daddy had already gone to bed but still got up to welcome us warmly before retiring again. The next morning, to my surprise, he was up early preparing breakfast for everyone. I was genuinely moved by the love and care he showed not just to his son, but to all of us as if we were his own children.
From that day, I made it a point to visit Ibadan whenever I could. Over time, Daddy and I became close. We would sit and talk about everything politics, sports, life experiences, and beyond. His wisdom, humility, and warmth left a lasting impression on me.
Daddy was truly a Man of Honor, kind, loving, humble, and patient. His life was a beautiful example of what it means to lead with grace and to love without boundaries.
May your gentle soul continue to rest in perfect peace, Daddy. You will always be remembered with fondness and respect. less