There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.George Santayana
This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Gbegi Ojora who was born on August 29, 1960 and passed away on April 10, 2011. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
ORIKI Adegboyega Ishola Adedamola
Omo Ojora Apasa Keke Niju
Omo Oyinbo Dudu Ni’ganmu
To F'omo F'oko Ti Owun
The Warmth in the Shadow
April 10, 2012
OJ, My Dearest Brother, You fill me with so many mixed emotions borne out of love and gratitude that the Good Lord allowed me time to harness the goodness of your purity and leadership. Indeed of memories, Susan B. Anthony best summed them up when she wrote – "Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced. Our lives are measured by these." We had many such moments at different times and in different places too numerous to recount My Dearest Brother we have spent most of the past thirty plus years enjoined in spirit by love and respect. The periods that we have been absent from one another have been punctuated by an almost religious faith which has been bound by trust and loyalty which to some has always been a mystery but then for those I can only say they are yet to experience true brotherly love. We are the God-parents of our respective children and not without reason. I have always known that even without seeing mine, in you, they have more than me. You have taught me over the years the true meaning of love and how with it’s absence we have very little, if anything, and it is to this end that I searched the Good Book which always guided me and found in 1st Corinthians chapter 13 this suitably appropriate passage which tells it all. Love Is the Greatest 1.If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. 2. If I had the gift of prophecy, and if I understood all of God’s secret plans and possessed all knowledge, and if I had such faith that I could move mountains, but didn’t love others, I would be nothing. 3. If I gave everything I have to the poor and even sacrificed my body, I could boast about it; but if I didn’t love others, I would have gained nothing. 4. Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. 5.It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. 6. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. 7. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. 8. Prophecy and speaking in unknown languages and special knowledge will become useless. But love will last forever! It has been a funny year in which I constantly see your smile and feel your presence. I miss you and yet still feel you are here and in that I find some comfort. The week of every 24th of February and 13th of June we normally speak and I always ask you to pass on my love and respect to Mum and Chief knowing how highly I think of them. Sadly you are not here to pass on my wishes and to convey my love but I feel deeply that they are aware. In fact I am sure you told them how I was always intimidated by their purity and humanity! Truth be told Mum’s aura is beyond regal and Chief’s humour and candor are unique in a man so great. I have watched Tolu at a distance speaking once in a while to Dapo and knowing that he is okay. I have, over time, included him when distributing our daily Bible Verses and know that you grounded him well and that Solveig aside, he has his Grandparents, Uncles, Aunt and cousins to support him. We all know that his strength, development and success both academically and in sports keeps your cheeks full and your smile beaming. My Dearest Brother I feel you constantly by me and with me and I would like to end this very short note in remembrance of You my greatest and dearest friend with this short but so deep and relevant prayer that has helped me these past twelve months – Dear Lord, please open your gates and call St. Francis to come escort My Dearest Brother across the Rainbow Bridge. Assign Gbegi to a place of honor, for he has been a faithful servant and has always done his best to please You. Bless the hands that send him to you, for they are doing so in love and compassion, freeing him from pain and suffering. Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss. Help me remember the details of My Brother’s life with the love he has shown me. And grant me the courage to honor him by sharing those memories with others. Let Gbegi remember me as well and let him know that I will always love him. And when it's my time to pass over into your paradise, please allow My Brother to accompany those who will bring me home. Thank you, Lord, for the gift of his friendship and companionship and for the time we had together. And thank you, Lord, for granting me the strength to give him to you now. Amen. My Dearest Brother you have left us strong and united in your love. In Solveig, you have left a grieving wife. In your Son, you have left us an important part of you. In your siblings, they have struggled but are learning to cope and in Chief and Mum we are humbled in their strength and dignity ….
What a sad happening
January 30, 2012
...when I heard, I was not sitting, now I am... and I am unable to say...write or think... to the Ojora Family my deepest and sincerest condolance...
...rest in peace, Gbegi...
I was a corper at Evans Publishers in 1997. I saw how you held your own in the boardroom and since then i always wonder how well deserving you are. You pushed me to where i am right now, without personally calling me aside. Thank you for the influence! May God grant you eternal rest.
Yeah, i really did not know you and never met you but i have read and heard about you a lot. I never heard or read of you with regrets. I feel so pained with this sad news. Wonder why i have to feel like this, one reason, all the good things i ever heard of you must definitely be true for the pains to be so intense in me. I look at your pictures again and again maybe trying to figure out why but the only answer i can build inside of myself is Almighty God just wanted it this way. Your pictures alone tell a lot about you. May he grant you eternal rest and give your parents, wife, son and your entire family the fortitude to bear this great loss.
i remember him too
August 22, 2013
Dear shola, dapo, and the family
i was in lagos for a short spell and i rememeber gbegi as a shining and charismatic presence. there were times when i found myself feeling lost at different parties. not quite savvy enough (having been socialized abroad my whole life, practically) i often committed gaffes and social mis-steps. and we all know how merciless and swift is the response of the "aiyes" to a perceived misfit such as myself under those circumstances. but, i remember clearly on several occasions there would be a nudge at my elbow, i would look up, and there was gbegi. kind and understanding, generous with his encouraging words. he always made me feel beautiful, when i felt like a fish out of water, a sore thumb sticking out of the genteel milieu of the poloclub, or the mansions of well-heeled acquaintances. there were snobs in those days. while my father is a proud and accomplished man (my hero), i did not stride into those parties under the banner of a "BIG NAME". but gbegi ALWAYS somehow managed to see me. i mean SEE me, my sisters and brothers, and spoke gently and eloquently to me, as though i were a rare orchid. it is a fruit of the spirit to be this way with people. the capacity for empathy, compassion, the untainted spirit of inclusion. he was a prince amongst men. and carried himself with humor and humility when faced with ..... well, someone like me. i loved him for that. God bless him, God rest him, Jesus, please establish him in one of the many mansions in Your Father's house that You spoke of. And, Jesus, please let me visit him one day there, when time is ended. Amen.
My cousin, my brother, my mentor
June 15, 2013
My dear brother,
it is a Saturday, and again I find myself thinking of what to do today. If you we're here in the physical essence, we would have gone to the boat club, or even had a curry. I miss now more than ever.
I am not sure if my pain equates to the pain others but my mine will forever be a scar that I will carry till I see you again. That is what you mean to me. I loved and deeply miss the conversations we had. I learnt so much from you. I feel only hope that from time to time you hear my words and prayers. You were the best of us.
Continue to rest in peace, my egbon.
August 4, 2012
Gbegi, we miss you seriously.
Heart of gold, Always smiling, With that twinkle in your eye, Bringer of laughter, So knowledgeable, Yet so humble and kind,
May the merciful Lord grant that you will rise with the Saints, and that those you left behind will receive His comfort, mercies and lovingkindness, Meanwhile, rest in perfect peace, my brother.
Aramide Vanessa Ferguson
May 18, 2011
May the Almighty who graced us with your presence,bless the family you left behind and keep you,my condolences go out to your parents and family as a whole, pray you all heal from such a great loss,Ki Oluwa dariji gbo gbo ese re
TOO SHORT OF WORDS
May 2, 2011
Gbegus Gbegi (like Mr. Oscar Ibru called him)
I loved all i heard,read and expereinced about him. In my quietness, i had planned to see him at the next board meeting of one of his numerous company engagements around because he exudes so much life, confidence,class,focus and humility...
What can I say, if I who saw him from a distance feels this much, may God comfort your pretty wife, son and aged parents.
Gbegus, your impact on those who knew you is intense and may your light never go dim, even as it shines in death.