Alli Semako Okunade

According to my son he was my birth month mate . when Jehovah call he would surely answer.I miss you grandpa my month mate

Rest in Peace Sir,

I never had the privilege of meeting you personally but I believe that a person's life can sometimes be seen through the lives of the people they leave behind.

I had the privilege of knowing your daughter (Dr Shola), and through her, I have seen qualities that speak of the love, values, and guidance she must have received. She is a wonderful person, and knowing her has given me a glimpse of the kind of father you must have been.

Your presence may no longer be with us, but the values you instilled in your children continue to live on through them. The person your daughter has become is, in many ways, a beautiful reflection of the legacy you have left behind.

I may not have shared a conversation with you or created memories with you, but I can honour the impact of your life through the person you raised and the lives she continues to touch.

May your soul rest peacefully, and may God grant your family the strength and comfort to carry on your beautiful legacy.

Rest well. Your life continues to speak through those you left behind.

He’s a legend and a pure figure of a good father.
Your kindness and generosity is top notch.
Your death has been a shock to me till this day.
I believe you’re doing very fine where you’re at the moment.
I hardly hold my tears when I remember your advices back then when I was still at Erekiti.
Those advices have shaped my life and your impact in my life can never change.
As you always call me Aburo bawoniii ❤️
Chief Okunade keep resting GREAT MAN

My beloved brother okuade who I also call Dady, I use to call him brother okuade but that change when I found out that the same person am calling brother acknowledges me as daughter, first call me daughter second he acted on it always call me side by side and what he will ask me is, my daughter hope you are fine hope no problem don't worry everything will be alright, if there's any problem don't hesitate to call me. And when you call him he will not leave you empty hand, so humble always like to work with one of my twins and they love walking with him he always want to solve everybody problem, he has a geniue soul. I have a lot to tell him but I will keep it specially in the new world, and I pray Jehovah help me to be among those that will match in to new world to welcome brother akuade also known as Dady and all our beloved once,

When I heard the news about Baba's death, I immediately felt weak.
He was always someone who loved seeing other people cheerful. On several occasions,he would notice that I was down, he woud approach me, call me'Iya' , and ask what was wrong. He would always find a way to make one happy.
He was truly a father to all,and he will be dearly missed.
We hope to see him in the near future where we will all rejoice and recount many memories. Till then,rest well sir.

Each time you saw me, you would smile warmly and say, “You know you are like a son to me. Whenever I see you, I am always happy—you even look like me.”

Those words meant so much to me, and I will forever treasure the affection and fatherly love behind them.

When we visited you at the hospital, you were hopeful of a swift recovery. Despite your condition, your courage lifted our spirits. Although you shed tears, that precious moment meant so much to us. Little did we know it would be our last time together.

Bro. Alli Okunade, I still cannot believe that you left us without saying goodbye. You were a peaceful man who held no grudges against anyone—a true peacemaker. Your warmth, kindness, and the joy you always expressed whenever we met will remain in my heart.

You may be gone from our sight, but the beautiful memories you left behind will never be forgotten. I look forward to seeing your warm smile again in the resurrection.

Until we meet again, dear Bro. Alli.

I did not have the opportunity to meet you, but I met you through your beautiful daughter Shola and I always admired her loving heart, her strength and wisdom. I knew she wasn’t raised by any ordinary man. I always admired your close relationship with your daughters.
May God grant those you left behind the fortitude to bear this loss. Rest in peace Sir, till we meet to part no more.

I remember the day I had an attack at ameeting. When he came out and found my mom and I behind the Kingdom Hall, he gently asked what was wrong and promptly called his daughter to ask what could be done. He didn't even mind that he was missing part of the meeting. He was always very generous and caring. The last time I saw him, he said "We'll celebrate when you finish school. I know Jehovah will see you through". Rest well sir. We'll all see you in the new world.

Brother Alli Okunade was an amiable person, always approachable and ready to help. I remember him as our Watchtower study conductor when we were in the same congregation back then at Ketu. He's exemplary spiritually speaking too.
He loves books and he was the MD of Atlantic Publishers.
My prayer to Jehovah is for the family left behind to be comforted beyond measure with the hope of resurrection found in God's word at John 5:28,29.
Our family feel the loss so deeply too.
May almighty God Jehovah continue to strengthen the entire family left behind.

Bro Ali okunade is a man of honor,a man who doesn’t judge, I will never forget the way he gave my wedding talk on Dec 14th 2025
The little time I got to know him as my congregation elder was memorable and faith strengthened . Bro okunade was the only elder who understands my husband,who always listen to my husband. Nothing more I can say than bro okunade lived a good and reputable life. Hoping and looking forward to the day when Jehovah will call and you will answer

Brother Ali Okunade was a kind man. I felt his kindness through his daughters, and I could see how deeply he loved them. He was a loving father, and I truly admired the beautiful relationship he had with his daughters.
He will be greatly missed.
But we hold on to the hope that Jehovah will call, and Brother Ali Okunade will answer.

You were a selfless man.
You loved all without hypocrisy.
Always asking me anytime we see,"bawo ni iyawo".
I'll miss that.
I hope I see you again in Paradise.
Continue to rest in jehovah's memory "Daddy Okunade"

I did not have the opportunity to meet you sir but i met you through your Daughters. Warm , loving , kind , thoughtful . They would miss you . You raised beautiful and bold daughters, your memories and lessons passed wouldn’t be forgotten.

In Loving Memory of Late Daddy Okunade

It is still so difficult to find words to capture the depth of this loss. Hearing of Daddy's passing was the hardest shock I have ever received—a blow so heavy that time has barely softened the pain.

Looking back, it was his extraordinary humility that first stood out to us (The Adulojus). He possessed a warm, unassuming spirit and a gentle kindness.
That very humility drew us close to his family, bringing our lives together until we grew far beyond being mere acquaintances to becoming true family friends. He fondly called me "Iya mi."

Even now, September 2021 keeps coming back to my memory, bringing fresh tears every single time. The imagery of those moments remains vividly etched in my mind—a poignant reminder of how fragile life is and how deeply he is missed.

We find comfort in the words of Isaiah 57:1–2:
"The righteous one has perished, but no one takes it to heart. Loyal men are taken away, with no one discerning that the righteous one has been taken away because of the calamity. He enters into peace. They rest on their beds, all who walk uprightly."

Daddy was indeed one of the faithful and righteous men taken away by Jehovah so as not to face calamity. He has entered into peace, resting safely until Jehovah calls—a promise that is absolute and sure.

We yearn and look forward to seeing him again.

Mrs. Omolola Aduloju

Words alone can not express how sad it was to learn of your demise. You are such a loving father to me. I will greatly miss you. But, the hope of resurrection reassured us. Can't wait to have you back with us in the new world to come. I missed your fatherly role. You fondly call me my son, how I wish you wait a little more to eat the fruit of your labour. But, Jehovah understands.

I am sometimes good with words but right now I am lost.
Thank you, Daddy, for being a good father, because of you, I have friends I can also call sisters. Whenever I see you and ask if you still recognize me you always smile and say… “Of course, you are Videva I know you” Immediately, I always giggled lol.
Like my sister said, “we knew you before knowing you”.We will continue having YOU in our hearts, can't wait to see you in the new world, for now, keep resting till that time.

My big daddyyy
He was always so gentle, warm, and kind. I really really loved his smile and I just wish I had gotten the chance to tell him that.
Daddy was one of the people who inspired me to do more. He was one of the people I always looked forward to seeing whenever I came to Badagry because I could tell him about my little achievements and hear him say, “That’s my baby doctor.”
I’ll also miss that so much.
When I posted Daddy, a friend of mine in school told me that Daddy was his father’s mentor. That made me realize just how many lives he must have touched while he was here.
Baba of the girls will be greatly missed! And I pray God grants him eternal rest.

He was such a special person in our lives, and it is difficult to put into words just how much he meant to me.

I remember how welcoming he and his family have always been to us, we had so many wonderful memories together, shared holidays with my sisters regularly and have always felt what we all shared is far beyond blood.

To me, he was Big Daddy. He was always there for us, always smiling, always ready to help and loved his family so much. He was incredibly intelligent, but what stood out to me most was his humility, kindness, and genuine love for his family and for others.

His place in my heart will always remain, and I will miss Big Daddy deeply.

But I hold on to the beautiful hope Jehovah gives us of a Paradise where I will see Big Daddy again.

Until then, I will carry his memory with me. Rest peacefully in Jehovah’s memory, Big Daddy. We will meet again.

Bode And The Chicks, my favorite book as a child, I fell in love with Daddy's work long before I knew the man himself. The publisher of the book that raised me, I knew him before I knew him.

I am usually very good with words but today!
Words fail me, so I will borrow Daddy's own words, the words he always said to reassure us "Daddy is okay, Daddy is alright."

Yes, Daddy is okay where he is. Daddy is resting. And I hold on to the promise that we will get to see him again like an anchor.

And like Abel, although Daddy is dead, he still speaks. He speaks through his faith, through his work, through all things he loved.

Daddy is okay, Daddy is alright!

TRIBUTE TO A GREAT MAN

It is with a heart full of sadness, yet deep gratitude to God, that I write this tribute to a man who was not just my friend’s father, but someone who became a father figure to me.

When I lost my own mother, I felt a great emptiness in my heart. But somehow, God used you to bring comfort and support into my life. You stood by me, encouraged me, cared for me, and showed me kindness when I needed it most. Your love and support meant more to me than words can ever express.

You had a beautiful way of making people feel valued and cared for. You welcomed me, treated me with respect, and never made me feel like an outsider. In many ways, you filled a little part of the space left by my mum, and I will forever be grateful for that.

Your passing is deeply painful because you were a good man whose presence brought comfort to many. Although I wish we had more time with you, I take comfort in the memories of your kindness, your words, and the love you showed me.

Thank you, Daddy, for being there for me when I needed someone to lean on. Thank you for your fatherly love, your generosity, your encouragement, and for making me feel cared for after losing my mum. I will carry your memory in my heart and remain grateful for the impact you had on my life.

Rest peacefully, Daddy. You may be gone from this earth, but the love and kindness you showed me will never be forgotten.

Sleep well, Dad. You were loved, you are deeply missed, and you will always have a special place in my heart.

May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace. Amen.

“Our daddy!” As I would tell Shola but of course she already knew she was sharing him not only with Senami, Wura & Jemesi, there are other daughters like us. I can’t bring myself to write about a wonderful dad in past tense, I mean why should I really? He is in Jehovah’s memory and Jehovah is the God of the living. I just took a deep sigh because this was not the plan but as we know “time and unexpected events overtake (us) all”… “for man does not know his time”.(Ecclesiastes 9:11,12).
Be that as it may, I have tried to see this differently despite how hurtful it has been, that Jehovah is fully aware of so many things we most certainly will never know, I’ll like to consider this like a part of Enoch’s story, daddy “pleased God well”, and Jehovah is “the rewarder of those earnestly seeking him” one of which is the hope of resurrection in a perfect new world, and daddy sought him so we look forward to a grand reunion, also following his example to remain faithful to the end. I am glad to have met daddy those 24 years ago, a gentle, generous, respectful, polite, loving husband and father, very accommodating, his doors always opened. I wish there was more time but I’m also grateful for the time already shared, lives impacted.
May Jehovah keep daddy in his memory and when the new world comes may we all be there to welcome him back at a time where no one will say “I am sick.”(Isaiah 33:24).
And for now I pray the God of all comfort, comfort all those who loved daddy and he loved too. 🫂🙏🏽

Baba, as I used to call you, you were a lovely, humble, and easygoing person, known for your kindness, simplicity, and warm disposition. Beyond being a big brother, you were a man of faith whose Christian values and way of life were worthy of respect and emulation. Your departure has left a vacuum that words can hardly describe, and you will be sorely missed.
To your dear wife and children, may the Almighty God Jehovah grant them the strength, courage, and comfort to bear this painful loss. May He uphold them in this difficult time and fill their hearts with peace. May the beautiful memories you shared with them and the hope of the resurrection through Christ Jesus give them solace, knowing that those who die in the Lord will live again.
Though you are no longer with us, your humility, kindness, and beautiful memories will remain indelible in our hearts.
We are confident we shall see all our dead loved ones soon.

I never had the privilege of meeting you, sir, but somehow, I feel like I knew you through all the beautiful stories I’ve heard about you. You raised and gave us such a wonderful daughter, Adeshola and her sisters,whose kindness and sweetness speak volumes about the beautiful person you were. Thank you, sir, for the love and legacy you left behind. Keep resting peacefully. We look forward to the day we will see you again.

My Farewell to Brother A. S. Okunade

I still find it difficult to believe that I am writing these words about you.

You were my _in-law,_ but somehow, that word never seemed enough to describe what you meant to me. You were a good man—warm, generous, civil, understanding and genuinely concerned about the people around you. You loved your family deeply, carried your responsibilities as a father with dignity, and treated people without tribal boundaries or prejudice. I was always amazed with the depth and richness of your Yoruba culture despite your academics intellect and intercontinental exposure. Your faith in Jehovah was evident not only in what you believed, but in the way you lived and treated others.

What hurts me most is how little time we were given to say goodbye!

Within 24 hours of hearing that you have been on hospital bed for some weeks, I rushed to the hospital to see you. I came hoping to encourage you, perhaps believing that we still had plenty of time. Instead, we held each other tightly, looked into each other's eyes, and cried. Those tears were real. That embrace was real. The emotions we shared needed no words.

I did not know then that I was holding and hugging you for the last time.

Four days later, you passed away.

I keep going back to that moment in the hospital. If I had known it would be our last embrace, I would have held you even longer. I would have told you more clearly how much I appreciated you, how much I respected the man you were, and how deeply your departure would hurt.

But perhaps, in those tears, we said everything that words could not express.

You left at 67, after such a brief illness, and the suddenness of your departure has left a silence that is difficult to understand. Yet I am grateful—deeply grateful—that I had the opportunity to see you, embrace you and share those final emotional moments with you.

You were a good man, and I will remember you as such.

May Jehovah remember your faith, your kindness, your love for your family and the good you did while you were with us. And when the pain of losing you becomes heavy, I will hold on to the memory of that final embrace—not only as a goodbye, but as a precious gift you left with me.

Farewell, my dear brother and _in-law_ .
You came into the life of the Kolades as family, but you left it as someone I will forever remember as a brother.

We draw solace from the soothing messages and promises in the Scriptures surely we meet you and our other loved ones that we have lost in death again in Jehovah's promised new world just around the corner.

Yomi Kolade

Though I never had the privilege of meeting Ali as I heard he’s fondly called, his goodness has reached us through his daughters.

In their kindness, I see the quiet strength he must have carried. I glimpse the selflessness he must have lived by and I recognise a man who taught love by example.

Some lives shine so brightly that their light continues in those they raised.
Brother Okunade’s legacy is not only in memories, but in the compassion Adeshola mirrors every day.
Through her lens, I’ve been able to experience Ali speaking — in patience, in generosity, in the soft courage of doing good even when unseen.

May Jehovah continue to console the whole family as we look forward to meeting this great man again.

Adeshola, Senami, Wuraola, Jemesi and the mother hen, Abosede, always remember that great men do not disappear —
they continue in the hearts they shaped,
and in the kindness they leave behind.

You will be deeply missed, Sir. I’m grateful for the memories and the impact you had on your family and those around you. My heart goes out to the whole family, and I pray that God continues to give you all strength and comfort. Until we meet again in God’s Kingdom. ❤️

TRIBUTE TO MY LOVELY FATHER -IN- LAW

Words cannot express my sense of loss nor fill the emptiness l feel inside since you left us my lovely Dad Alli Semako Okunade.

We often meet people in life , but rarely do we meet someone who teaches us how to live a life and stand tall despites all odds ready to sacrifice selflessly . Alli was that rare exception.
To the word, he was a brilliant mentor,leader,and a guide.But to those of us fortunate to be under his wing,he was much more. He was like a second father. You Stood by me in all my hard times feel the vacuum of fatherly role since l was handed over to you as my father in law,,you were a loving father to me.
You provided a safe and steadfast protection for me since l lost my dad untimely in crucial time of my life history .We love you deeply in Kolade's family and your good memories will keep on flying and always remembered without let up not even like a father in law but like a loving Dad that came to my life.

You invested in my character, you listened with patience,corrected with kindness, and celebrated my victories as if they were his own . Your key words when we are together is " Be good to people ready to impact positively in others live , be industrious and build on it most importantly be God fearing" This statement is the same l grew up with my biological father before his sudden death.

Daddy , you gave me the confidence to stand on my own feet in all trial and turbulents time ,always knowing he was there to catch me if l lost my balance on my feet . You did all you would have done when you were still alive ,you touched my life and impacted positively though your sudden departure is hard time for me and my entire family.

His family was his greatest pride and joy,deeply adored his wife,and incredibly proud of all his beautiful children.

Ododo mi ko si nkan to maa se mi.....( meaning.. My flower nothing will happen to me) this was your last expression with me on video call few days before you left us in these sinful world.
Thinking of hearing your voice again ,you are no more my lovely Dad

Every step l take,
Every move l make
Every single day
Every time l pray
I' II be missing you
Thinking of that day
When you went away
What a life to take
What a bond to break
I'II be missing you

My lovely Dad as usual , your wisdom lives in everyone you guided and your love lives on in the family you adored. Your protective care and giant heart is highly appreciated.You have laid a foundation in my life that will never shake.

My lovely Dad Alli Semako Okunade my mentor, anchor , inspiration, loving father -in -law like my second father , certainly it will not be late for us to welcome you back to live when he will call and you will answer ,hearing your lovely voice with beautiful smiles again. I believe you are resting keep on resting till the day of resurrection as is the only hope for us now.
John5 vs 25, 28& 29

As we are awaiting the day ,Dad you will be greatly missed.

Your flower
Folasade Kolade

He was an extraordinary man. He was intelligent, kind, and genuinely interested in seeing others succeed. He had a remarkable ability to recognise potential in people and was always willing to help, encourage, and lift others up. Above all, he was a wonderful person whose presence made a difference in the lives of those around him.

To me, he was more than a mentor; he was a father. He took me in and loved me as his own son. He made me part of his family and gave me sisters whom I cherish and love with all my heart.

What a privilege it was to have him in my spiritual life, guiding me from childhood all the way to my baptism and beyond. He played a profound part in shaping my faith and the man I have become.

I will always remember the way he called my name, the way he looked after me, and the love he showed me. Those moments will stay with me forever.

His absence has left a deep emptiness in my heart, and I already miss him more than I can say. I will miss his presence, his voice, his guidance, and simply having him there.

He was, in every way that mattered, a father to me, and someone I loved dearly. He will always have a special place in my heart, and I will carry his memory with me always. I look forward to the day when we meet again in the grand resurrection, when I can see him once more and tell him just how much I missed him.

We will meet again, Bàbá.

He was more than an uncle; he was a mentor — spiritually and academically,
always invested in the growth of those around him. He loved the truth, and his life was defined by a deep willingness to serve. He poured out himself like a drink offering — his time, his energy, his resources — into everything he did.
Focused, diligent, devoted, and generous. He lived happily and faithfully.

His influence reached far beyond family,
touching lives with wisdom, kindness, and love. The hope of resurrection is our sure anchor! - Isaiah 26:19

Those special memories of my uncle
will always bring a smile.

If only there were more time, to sit and talk awhile. He always meant so very much.
He taught that family isn’t just blood or sharing a name, but about laughter, wisdom, and unconditional love.

Though he is gone, those gifts remain forever ours. The fact that he is no longer here will always cause pain, but he is forever in our hearts, his legacy guiding us still.

I will always cherish the memory of his fatherly love, as he embraced me like his own daughter. He was always ready to listen to my worries whenever I called and willing to help with a generous heart. His words of encouragement uplifted me, and his life was marked by deep spirituality, kindness, compassion, love, forgiveness, generosity, calmness, humility, and respect.

His qualities leave a lasting imprint, and though his absence is deeply felt, he will always be remembered. My comfort rests in the unshakable trust in the resurrection hope that Jehovah has promised—a sure and guaranteed reality, as affirmed in John 5:28–29.

In loving memory of my dear father-in-law, Mr. Alli Okunade, a man of extraordinary character, wisdom, and deep devotion to family. Passing away at 67, he leaves behind a rich legacy of love and honor that will forever illuminate our lives.
Daddy was far more than a father-in-law to me—he was a true father, a wise counselor, and a steady anchor. From the very beginning, Mr. Okunade welcomed me with an open heart, genuine warmth, and unwavering kindness. His quiet strength, words of encouragement, and noble presence made everyone around him feel cherished and secure.
Though 67 years feels far too brief for a life so richly lived, the love he poured into his family, the values he instilled, and the wonderful memories we shared will remain deeply etched in our hearts.
May God Almighty forgive his shortcomings, grant his soul peaceful rest, and shower our entire family with divine comfort, strength, and solace to bear this great loss.
Rest well in eternal peace, Daddy. You will be forever loved and deeply missed.

It is too difficult to accept that he is no longer with us. His departure has left a deep emptiness in our hearts, and words cannot fully express the pain of losing a father like him. His kindness and joyful spirit touched everyone around him, and his presence brought warmth and happiness to those who knew him.

We surely miss him, but the hope of Paradise on Earth brings us comfort. As stated in Acts 24:15, “I have hope toward God Jehovah that there is going to be a resurrection.” This is the comfort I hold on to, the hope that I will see my father again in the Paradise on Earth.

Tribute to My Beloved Brother

I never believed this would happen so soon. Since you left this sinful world, each time your thought comes to me, tears never stop flowing. But what can I do?

How well do I remember all the special times we had, as we were raised side by side, sharing good and bad times together. Sometimes we would disagree but always made up at the end. But as we grew up to be adults, we became best of friends.

My dearest brother, you were always there for me. Who else do I run to now? I now speak to the stars, hoping you hear me.

The bond remains unbreakable.

I know we will reunite again.

You will always live in my heart, my dearest brother.

Good night, Egbon mi.

TRIBUTE TO A BELOVED IN-LAW

On behalf of myself and my family, I pay tribute to my dear senior brother-in-law.

You were more than an in-law to me - you were a true daddy. From the day I joined this family, you welcomed me with so much love, kindness and fatherly care. You were peaceful, wise, respectful and always ready to support.

You lived a good life of 67 years - a life of service to your family, to God, and to humanity. Your calm spirit, your words of encouragement, and your love for unity will never be forgotten.

Though you have gone to rest, your legacy of love and goodness remains with us.
Rest well, our dear daddy.
May the Lord grant you eternal rest and comfort all of us you left behind.
We will forever miss you.

Mrs. Okunade Febishola
Your sister in-law