Feyisola Awofeso

"Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs
You sang for me
When we went sailing
On an emerald bay
And like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
The water's dark
And deep inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me"

We were deeply saddened to hear about the passing of our dear brother and friend. Please accept our heartfelt love and deepest condolences.
He was a truly spiritual man, a loving husband, a devoted father, and a kind friend whose faith and gentle example touched so many lives. We feel privileged to have known him, and we will always cherish the memories we shared.
During this difficult time, we pray that Jehovah will continue to strengthen and comfort you and your family. May the precious promise that Jesus gave at John 5:28, 29 bring you peace—that the day is coming when those sleeping in death will hear his voice and be restored to life. What a wonderful hope we have of seeing our loved ones again in God's righteous new world.
Please know that you and your family are in our thoughts and prayers. If there is anything we can do to support you, we are here for you.
With much love and heartfelt sympathy,

- Toyin and Jàre Adeyemo

While the grief is palpable and this all seems surreal I take comfort from the memories.
Awo and I were in the same O’Level and A’Level group however it wasn’t until 2023 when we reconnected in DMV that I really got to know him.
As has been said multiple times, he was larger than life, the life of the party and a people magnet. I don’t think Awo ever met a stranger, you quickly became a friend.
We trust that God knows best and I pray that he will continue to strengthen and bless Lara, his children, and the rest of the family.
Sleep well, Awo, until we meet again.

To Lara, the kids and family members left behind by Bro. Sola, my condolences. may Jehovah comfort you all. Unbelievable news. na so person dey die? O ga o.

​"A true friend shows love at all times, and is a brother who is born for times of distress."
— Proverbs 17:17
​Sola Awofeso, you embody this sentiment perfectly. You are the kind of friend who can always be counted on, and the kind of family member who makes everyone feel welcome and valued. See you when all things are new

Sola Awofeso, "Awosco", the Raconteur Supremo!!!
You were a wonderful brother & a jolly good friend. You lived well, on your own terms, a leader among peers, you were, indeed, larger than life...
Your sudden demise is depressing & heartbreaking. And as we anguish over your passing, our thoughts are with your sterling wife,Lara & your dearest children...
You will be sorely & forever missed Awo🥲💔✝️

Dear Lara, Anjola & Folajimi. Thinking of you today and everyday. I still believe it is a dream and Uncle Sols is still with us. I only have positive memories of him as our interactions were all positive. Life is like a mist. It appears & disappears suddenly. It is often replaced with tears and sorrow. Yes it might be the end in this system of things, however Jehovah’s word the bible promises that we can live again. It is through the comfort and strength from Jehovah that we are able to roll with the tears and sorrow. All the wonderful memories of Uncle Sols will not be forsaken, not by his dear ones nor by Jehovah.

Our hearts were deeply shaken when we learned of Sola's passing. We find ourselves reflecting on the warmth, kindness, and bright smile that marked his presence during our days together at the University of Ife. Sola was truly a light to all who knew him, and those memories will always be cherished.

We cannot begin to imagine the depth of your loss, and we want you to know that our hearts ache with you. Our prayers are with you, Lara, Bola, the entire Awofeso and Adebolu families, asking Jehovah to wrap you in His peace and grant you the strength to endure this painful time.

In our collective grief, we are comforted by the scriptural hope we treasure at Revelation 21:4, that soon "death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore." It is our earnest prayer that Jehovah will remember our dear Sola and bring him back to life in the paradise He has promised.

May you continue to feel Jehovah's loving care and the support of all who hold you dear.

With enduring love and sympathy,

Titus & Faith Olowokere
Atlanta, GA, USA

It’s so sad I don’t get to tell you how my last days in Uni went, after how helpful you’ve been during my stay in University. You made me discover the talent I possess. You made me get like being called “Anjola” the name I removed when i was 8 years old. Random Calls, check ups and more. I will forever miss you.

May Jehovah bring comfort to the family and grant them the strength to bear this pain. The few occasions we met,it was clear that brother Awofeso was a pleasant person to be around. He will truly be missed.

It's so hard and sad to say goodbye to my big bros, just as you named me lakeside when I was very young while growing up and I called you bros Fryindo. You are an amazing person, cheerful and accomodating, you took us as a family even though we rented an apartment in your parent house, we always remember the little time you spent with us when you came around and the unforgettable memories.
Goodbye Bros😥. Till we meet again when all things are new.

Olalekan A.

Awo, I was deeply saddened to hear of your passing.

I first met you through my secondary school circle, who attended University of Ife with you, and we briefly shared a home in the UK in the early 1990s. During that time, I came to appreciate your unique outlook on life, your confidence, and your unwavering belief that no goal was beyond reach.

One particular memory has stayed with me over the years and perfectly captures the person you were. Having only recently arrived from Nigeria, like many of us at the time, you were searching for opportunities to establish yourself. Most of us were focused on finding modest, low-paid jobs just to keep body and soul together. But you refused to limit your ambitions.

I remember discovering that you had applied for the position of Chief Executive Officer of the London Borough of Newham. Surprised, I asked what made you think you would even be shortlisted. In typical Awo fashion, you brushed aside my doubts and replied, “Those who are applying for the role don't have two heads.” You genuinely believed that you had as much right as anyone else to be considered.

That response has never left me. It reflected your courage, self-belief, and determination to aim high, regardless of circumstance. You refused to be defined by where you were at any given moment. Instead, you focused on where you believed you could go.

For me, that summed you up perfectly. You were a man who reached for the sky, who saw possibilities where others saw limitations, and who approached life with boldness and optimism.

Though you are no longer with us, the memory of your ambition, confidence, and indomitable spirit will remain with those who knew you.

Rest in peace, Awo. Your journey may have ended, but the inspiration you left behind endures.

Awo’s loss hit me very hard. Nothing could have prepared me for it!

Awo was more than an ex school mate, he was my friend and business partner. We had big plans. He doesn’t do things in small measures now, does he?

The last few days and weeks have been tough for me. We spoke and texted all through. Perhaps I could have done better. I could have found a way to get him back into hospital for more tests. I knew the Likely diagnosis but didn’t push hard enough. He assured me he was okay and truly he was ok on the face of it. He drove and went for walks.

But I am the doctor and I should know better than to accept the usual “I am okay jooor…“ Perhaps things might have gone differently. I would never know now. Would I?

I must now find the strength to change the narrative. We all must. He was a jolly fellow and he would want us to go on and find a way to be normal, even happy; and remember him as he was… Larger than life!

It feels strange referring to Awo in the past tense but this is the harsh reality of our sojourn on planet earth. None of us is getting out of here alive. We just have different exit dates.

Awo, my friend, mate and business associate, I bid you farewell to a better place. You have sowed on many grounds. We, your friends will ensure your legacy lives on.

Adieu!

Dr Tosin Talabi

AWO
My dearest G,
Now you belong to heaven, and the stars spell out your name in eternal light… AWOOOoo.
You lived your life like a candle in the wind bright, warm, and never fading with the sunset. Words could never fully capture the joy, laughter, and light you brought into our lives year after year.
Goodnight, my dearest Brother. Goodbye for now.
I miss the wings of your compassion, your infectious jokes, and our precious weekend hangouts more than you’ll ever know.
Rest on in perfect peace and journey well, “My dearest G.”
AWOOoooo 💔

Ha! Sola, this hits hard and cuts too deeply. I’m still dazed and lost for words.

Other than my family members, you are one of the people I’ve known longest all my life, consciously for at least 52/53 years, from our days at UMC Oke-Ado Ibadan to Federal Government College, Odogbolu (FEGO) and University of Ife.

I recollect vaguely at between 7-10 years old our running and criss-crossing the streets from UMC through College Crescent to Imalefalafia sometimes passing through your mummy’s and late Jide Ademusan’s mummy shop then to my parents house at Odutola with no fears or cares in the world.

Reminiscing with Korede Odukoya on your painful exit, he also reminded me how we transversed from UMC primary school through the UMC Teachers training college through P&T (Postal and Telecoms I think) to Molete, sometimes returning that same route to school or go on the main road from Molete back to school🥲

FEGO days, a rascal but intelligent person leaving anyone copying you to fail woefully. The Ife escapades at Ife will fill a notebook.

In your rascality though, you had a deep sense of responsibility for family, friends and relationships. At the recently concluded FEGO 1976/81 reunion, we still discussed my admiration for the depth of your network and net worth in relational currency, Allen, Kunle, Sanmi and your friend that drove all the way from Cotonou to visit you during the reunion to mention a few.

You lived and loved live to the fullest on your own terms. A non-conformist in dressing as your comfort comes first. The life of the party and so much fun to be around, jovial but speaks truth in the fun setting and sometimes blunt. No airs around you as you settled easily into any environment you found yourself.

In retrospect, though you had so much fun at the reunion, there was a bit of sober/sombre mood around you, you didn’t “pick a fight or look for anyone’s trouble”.

I’m struggling hard with the sudden departure because on Saturday night or Sunday morning, in your jovial attitude, you said Mowumi je ka r’ira but I dismissed you as “mi o ni time fun e jo”.

Hmm! though I have an idea of the “family discussion” I’ll never know discussion specifics, even if it was to abuse me as your voice has now gone to a deafening eternal silence😭😭

In this difficult times though, I’ve learnt two life’s lessons.

1. Do things as soon as they fall due
2. Never leave until tomorrow/later what you can do immediately, there may never be another opportunity.
3. I pray God comforts your immediate and extended families especially Lara, your wife, children and your siblings I still remember, Muyiwa and Foluso.

Kabioosi, Oba Aseyiowu, we submit to your sovereignty, but this is HARD!!

Omowumi Segun (Badejoko)

I have lost a friend whom I dearly loved.

To me, Sola was a remarkable man—hardworking, kind-hearted, a devoted husband, and a loving father. He genuinely cared about people and was always willing to help those around him. His generosity, warmth, and friendship touched many lives.

When we met in Lagos last April, I once again felt the deep bond and affection we had shared for so many years. I will always cherish that moment and the memories we created together.

My heartfelt condolences go to his wife, children, family, and all who loved him. May Jehovah, in His boundless love and mercy, strengthen and comfort them during this difficult time. And may the sure hope of the resurrection, promised in His Word, bring comfort and peace to all of us as we cope with this sudden and painful loss.

Sola will be deeply missed, but he will always remain in our hearts as we look forward to the day when we will welcome him back 🙏🏾

Lara, our dear sister and friend, words cannot express how you must feel. Know that Sadie and I love you very much. Jehovah is the only one that truly knows how you feel. He will provide you the comfort to endure this tremendous loss and pain you feel. We are truly sorry for your loss, your husband was a great person and friend. He will always be with you in your heart. Jehovah will keep him in his memory. We will keep you and the children in our prayers.

Agape

Glenn and Sadie Smith

*TRIBUTE TO A DEAR FRIEND & BROTHER.*

Awo's passing is still surreal!!
Nothing prepared me for the news of his passing because I still saw him when he came to Nigeria for the O level reunion in April.

In his characteristic tongue-lashing manner, he said, “Tokunbo, se o fe bo sile wa ki mi ni” (“don't you want to get down from the car to say hello to me?”). He came towards the car, looked at the back seat and saw Busola, Ngozi and another classmate of their's and jocularly said, "ma te le awon eleyi o, won da" (“don't follow these girls, they are not good”).

That was Awo for you.
Always in high spirits.

I don't think I ever spoke to him when we were in school and only knew him vaguely, but his name was always all over the place.

I became close to him when we met up at the DMU in Scotland, which he attended with his lovely wife, Lara. He was the soul of that meet-up. Very lively, very boisterous!!

Thereafter, each time he came into Nigeria, he would send a message or call me to let me know he was in town & we should meet up when he returns from Ibadan, which was his base.

Awo looked out for me in many ways. I had to remind him several times that I was older than him, and not the other way around. And his response was always that I must have borrowed the birth certificate.

Awo lived larger than life!! He loved life. Mouthy but amiable, friendly, and kind. He was very down to earth...no airs, no pretence.
He didn't know why people quarrelled, he just loved his peace & the things that made him happy.
He loved his wife and children very much, and spoke about them at every opportunity. He loved his tech industry & career.
He was quite knowledgeable in it.

Indeed, we have lost a friend & a brother!!

My heart goes out to his lovely & also very friendly wife, Lara, whom he loved so much, his wonderful children and family. I pray that the Lord comfort and strengthens them & everyone at this time.

All we have of him now are memories.
May the Lord comfort us all.

Lara, We don’t know what to say except that we love you. We can’t understand exactly how you feel, but Jehovah does and will keep raising you up. We hope that our prayers will help a little.” We will keep in touch.

When I think of Sola,a whirlwind comes to mind, he gets into a place and everywhere is buzzing. He was always upbeat,full of smiles and positive vibes.He had his serious side too and I remember having a couple of conversations revealing he was a deep thinker for all the banter one associated with him. I met him first and through him got to know and love Mummy and his siblings. He was loyal to a fault, reliable and witty. It isn't surprising that my reply to his last message was a laughter emoji.
He loved Jehovah and I recollect him telling me once that even if it was to enter God's Kingdom the same way one may squeeze to enter through the window of a bus or hopping onto a moving bus with one foot nothing was stopping him from getting in and the words stuck with me ever since.

I will miss him dearly and look forward to the paradise when Jehovah will call and he will answer. I will call him Brother Sola then because we had an inside joke that I was disrespectful for calling him by his name considering i am much younger.

May Jehovah remember him favourably.
Abimbola Udeji(nee Johnson)

*TRIBUTE to SOLA AWOFESO*

I knew Sola before I actually met him. Muyiwa (Sola’s brother) and I were colleagues at Federal Government College, Ogbomosho. Together with Yele Okeremi, Bobby Eke and Late Bode Odusi, we were the Ibadan gang in those days *“when Men were Boys”*. And if you know Muyiwa very well, he never seizes to talk of Sola who happens to be in FGC Odogbolu also about the same time. The same thing also happens to Sola, Muyiwa was always “Marketing” his Ogbomosho friends to him. That was how Sola and I became friends, brothers and eventually family friends.

My heart is heavy as I say goodbye to Sola; not just a friend of fifty years, but my true brother and a foundational part of my family. Fifty years is a lifetime. It is a journey of five decades filled with shared laughter, quiet triumphs, and the kind of steadfast loyalty that time cannot erode. I never could have imagined the profound depth of the bond we would forge. Over the years, the lines between friend, brother, and family completely dissolved. There was never a dull moment with Sola; Is it the jokes, the banters and the discipline we want to talk about?

Sola brought warmth, unwavering support, and a unique light into every room he entered. We shared milestones, we weathered storms, and we built an anchor of trust that time, distance, and now even death, can never break.You were a brother to the end, and the void you leave behind is immense. Rest peacefully, my brother. Your legacy of love and brotherhood will stay with us always.

For and On-Behalf of THE KAYODE-AJALAS
Adieu.

You will forever be missed Feyisola. You were a good husband, a father, and brother-in-law. Our hearts still ache with sadness and tears still flows. We hold you close to our hearts and there you remain to walk with us throughout our lives. My prayer is that, the Almighty God will watch and protect the family you left behind in Jesus mighty name. Amen

Our Big Brother always brought so much joy and smiles in our lives. We know you’re in Jehovah’s hands and look forward to making more memories in the new world! We love you dearly 🧡.

As part of his field service, he always said something to make us laugh. He was a caring shepherd and we enjoyed his company on zoom during COVID where he was always present to share in the spiritual upbuilding conversations during a tumultuous time. Will truly miss his presence.

Haaa Sola, you left without goodbyes.
You left the stage when the event was yet to begin. We are still in shock and in denial at the same time.

Sola was the life of every party. If there was laughter in the room, he found it. If there was a cup that needed filling, he made sure no one was left out. He had this way of checking on everyone — “You good? You need more?” — and he meant it.

Sola loved my beans and corn. He’d finish his plate and still ask, “Yetunde, can I take one extra for the road?” That extra plate became our joke, our ritual. He took my food home, but he left his joy with us.

You and Lara never missed our children’s graduations. They’d bring their own kids along, not just to celebrate, but to show them: “This is what you must do too. Go to college.” Sola used every moment to encourage the next generation.

Few weeks ago, the party got quieter. But the love you poured into all of us, that doesn’t end.

We’ll miss your laugh, your care, your words of wisdom, and your appetite, Sola. Rest well, my brother. We’ll keep the drinks flowing, save an extra plate for you, and keep pushing our kids, your kids (Fola and Anjola) toward their dreams, just like you did.
You will be greatly missed!

Lara, I send my love and condolences to you, Jimmy, and Anjola. It has been quite some time since I’ve seen your family. Back then, your kids were 9 and 11 years old, and my kids were 4 and 9 years old. I even have a video of them on stage together😍.

It’s true that we know death is inevitable, but it is still so painful and shocking when we experience such a loss 😭. However, in Jehovah’s masterful design of humans, He has given us the ability to store memories in our minds that can last a lifetime! So I will always fondly remember Sola. He was fun, pleasant to be around, and encouraging. And how could I forget his stylish African outfits!!😁 I remember telling him that I wanted one. I guess I’ll have to take that up with him later. 😂

Now we have another reason to make sure we are there to embrace both him and your mother when they awaken! Until then, may Jehovah continue to give you, Jimmy, and Anjola his peace, comfort, and support as you all continue your faithful journey toward the final destination - Paradise! Love you all. 💕😘🤗

I was shocked that night when I heard about uncle sola's death,I was lost and couldn't believe it until i got to uncle muyiwa house to confirm it was true.it so sad and overwhelming seing how everyone that came to the house was
grieving for days.we will miss you and we look forward to when Jehovah will call and you will answer,may Jehovah comfort all the entire family and your loving one's.

Alaglo Ayo

Hearing about Uncle Ṣọlá's death that night and seeing how devastating Uncle Muyiwa was, pushed my blood pressure so high that I have not fully recovered.
Some of the memories I had with him are still very fresh. I remember on one of his recent visits to Nigeria when I had the opportunity to drove him to Lagos, he was very jovial and always advising me. He called his wife 3 different times on a journey that is just a little over an hour, that shows how much he loved his family.
When I went to pick him back at surulere, I couldn't stop laughing and admiring the friendship he built with his friends (German and the rest of them) as they were all joking and playful. I remember our little adventure at Lagos Island when he wanted to buy some things, the way he speaks respectfully and jokingly to the sellers while he bargains is amazing. He never forget to get his wife's opinion on the things he was buying. Even while in the Lagos traffic, he didn't forget to call his wife.
The last time he was at our kingdom hall, he asked for my shoe size and he said "oh I use 46, I would have brought my shoes and sneakers for you, but my leg is bigger than yours". Always ready to help without you asking.
Ọmọ ìyà Ọ̀kín will be greatly missed.
May Jehovah God comfort his family and friends. His best friend Uncle Muyiwa really miss him.

It was such a shock when Tosin told us about your demise. You were a very humble and loving brother inlaw and our sis always said lots of very wonderful things about you.

May God be with your wife, kids and the whole family you have left behind.

Keep resting Sola Awofeso.

To my ever loving, kindhearted, generous and humble Brother inlaw, Unc Sola like i fondly called him.

Thank you for great memories i have had with you since i joined this family.

I will miss how i always looked forward to your visits to Nigeria, how you loved and dotted on Yanmife, how you always wanted everyone around you to have a good time and most especially preparing your favorite egusi ijebu and amala which you loved soo much and wanted to eat everytime you were around.

Looking forward to seeing you and creating more memories in the future by Jehovah's will.

Tosin Awofeso

I am going to miss my Big Daddy a lot because he loved me soo much.

I always looked forward to our regular video calls where he shows me round his house, his car garage and everywhere i wanted to see. He was never too busy to speak with me everytime. I will also miss hanging out with him whenever he was in Nigeria. And how he bought me lots of gifts.

Love you always Big Daddy.

Yanmife Awofeso

Lara, my heart is with you and family. I have only wonderful, fond memories of Sola and I am so grateful that Jehovah will undo this sad loss in due time. In the meantime, please know that Stephen and I are here for you.

Tribute to Brother Sola Awofeso
It is still difficult to put into words the pain of saying goodbye to a wonderful soul like you, Brother Sola Awofeso.
You were more than just a brother to your siblings only; you were a big brother to all of us
Your humility and bubbly personality would be really missed by all and the way you touched lives will forever remain in our hearts.
You lived a life that showed love, respect, and compassion.
The news of your demise was shocking and devastating we find comfort knowing that you left behind a legacy of goodness and beautiful memories.
May Jehovah our God of comfort console your lovely wife and children,booda Muyiwa and Aunty Funso in this most difficult time
May the resurrection hope be the anchor to our faith and help us to continue to endure the last of the last days.....

Sola had such a great sense of humor. We could always count on him making us laugh. He was a great man that will truly be missed.

Sola, Words cannot express my feelings of your glorious exit, But my solace is in God who assured me He has a purpose for it.
Bye for now until we meet to part no more.

Sola, you were not just a friend of almost 40 years but the family we chose.

My family is going to miss our long conversations, your jokes, unwavering support and the way you made the day brighter every single time we talk on phone or see.

Thank you for being an amazing friend.

May your sweat soul enjoy everlasting rest with your creator.

Your OBONJO, Yomi and Gbemisola Ogun

A TRIBUTE TO SOLA AWOFESO

Since Awo's sudden passing, I have been rather withdrawn and nonplussed. FEGO was the place where we met as A' Level classmates, but we took it further than school. We both lived in Ibadan, so I virtually became part of his household. Knew his parents very much as well as his siblings. He is one of three siblings. He has an older brother who still lives in Ibadan till date and a younger sister who also lives in the US. As youngsters, we all related beautifully.

Sola was a different kind of being! Alive, jocular, disruptive and bubbly. Merely reading the comments and tributes that have been flowing since his demise reveals that he had built so many relationships with virtually everybody! He was incredibly present in many of our lives. He appeared unserious with his jokes but in there was a serious and deep persona and he would switch between both effortlessly.

Sola travelled a lot. But kept his connection to Ibadan keenly. The attraction was Muyiwa, his only brother, and myself. He'd come every year or every two years, take the same specific 4 bedroom house on a shortlet in a safe gated estate and that will be the end of work for me till he returned to the US.

On his last visit to Nigeria in April, 2026, he had a packed travel plan as he solely came for his O Level Reunion and would leave from Lagos to the UK to celebrate with Tosin Talabi's family before returning to the US. I was in Lagos for a friend's son's wedding and my intrusion into Landmark hotel on the morning of their class AGM was opportunistic. Just to wave a quick hello to Fela Adewusi, Kunle and Koya and Awo, then return. The greetings took just 5 minutes as the AGM had started. But that was not Awo. He 'burst' the AGM the moment he saw me and literally dragged me to his room a floor below. For the next 2 hours, we played, gisted and laughed. I was so happy. He had a bag of chocolate bars and cookies He'd been wondering how to get to Muyiwa's kids. He just handed them to me. He thrust about 10 dark chocolate bars into my hands and I put in my car cooling box for snacking for weeks.

That day, he spoke about a lot of things to me. His immediate plans, going forward at Sixty. His son. His lovely wife and relationship. His plan to spend a little more time in Nigeria and Ibadan to be specific. His health(absolutely nothing alarming)and treatment path. And I shared my plans with him too. He was safe with me. He was with a brother. He was well. He was alive and happy. He was prosperous. Nothing to warn either of us of impending death.

Hearing of his demise a few weeks later was therefore very crushing for me. Those two intimate hours in his room all alone felt like he came to say "Good-bye". As I'm writing this, I'm crying, I'm sobbing. Not just for Sola, but for the pain that death brings. The certainty and finality of death. At my age, I've certainly seen many people die, but this just gives me a jarring feel, stark in the face. Life, so ephemeral. So short. Adieu Sola. God will keep your family, old school mates and all you left behind.

Makanjuola Ojewumi

Sola, I cannot believe that your call to me on Monday - May 25 will be the last time I will hear your voice. You promised to call after you have recovered to give me a lowdown (your word) about the surgery. But the Lord had a different plan. Thank you for making the effort to call me that Monday. Though I will never hear your voice again, I take solace in getting the opportunity to say bye bye - though in an unintended way.

I know you are in a better place where your physical pain and discomfort are behind you. Anyone with a big heart like yours cannot suffer when they are with the Lord. Sleep well, my dear aburo.

Good night, Sola.

This is so difficult for me at this time, as Lara and I have just lost our dear mum.

I was so happy that you were there with her, comforting and caring for her, but sadly this still happened.

You were never just a brother-in-law to me; you were a true brother. Thank you for loving and taking such wonderful care of my sister, Lara. Thank you also for looking after our mum for over 22 years with such dedication, kindness, and compassion.

We had plans and hopes for the future, but Jehovah knows best.

Please accept my heartfelt gratitude for everything you did for Mum and for our family. You will always have my respect, love, and appreciation.

My friend, Sola Awofeso has been a dear friend for almost 50 years, with our friendship surviving relocation to different countries. It was always easy catching up where we left off, reminded of what we got up to at school and other gist. What Awo represents was easygoing, loyalty, generosity, a trusted friend to many, and an opinion that was playful in public but serious in private. True mateship as the Aussies would say. Few people could have drawn me to a reunion of friends in peak travel season in the USA DMV area as Awo did a few years ago. Glad we got to spend time with Awo and Lara in Perth last year. I’m not sure another reunion can be the same without him. Awo always spoke so highly of his family, who he was so proud of. I had no idea that he would be gone a few hours after we last spoke.
Farewell, my Friend, my Brother

O ye, death where is thy sting! Brother Sola! It's not easy to say good bye. Our hearts are heavy , tears are rolling and too much unhappiness looms in our hearts. All we could say is why you, why now, it's too sudden... It's an untimely death. But God is an unquestionable God! He took you for a purpose . Though you are no longer here with us, I know your spirit lives on in every lesson various people that come across you learnt whilst you were alive and every memory created by having encounter with you. Rest peacefully, dear soldier of the Lord. Goodbye for now, until we meet again to part no more! You will always be loved, always be missed and never forgotten.
Rest in peace, dear brother Sola Awofeso, you will always be remembered and every positive moments that was shared with you will strengthen us all.
"Gone from sight, but never from our hearts.”Adieu Brother Sola. Another hero has fallen from the earth and heaven gained an angel.

Not how long but how well!
Thanks for impacting lives and leaving a remarkable testimonies behind.
Sleep on Dear Sola......

Dear brother Feyisola Awofeso we miss you but we have the hope of resurrection which is comforting to us.....that very soon Jehovah will call and you will answer. Till then bye.

I have held back from writing a tribute till now. I suppose the truth is that I have held on to memories of Sola Awofeso being his usual energetic (and sometimes mischievous) fun-loving friend and didn’t want to wish those living memories away. I’ve guarded and protected them fiercely, not allowing any externally over-expressive persons to get into my headspace or distort my personal memories with their understandable grief.

Awo was a true friend of 50 years. He was kind, loving, loyal, very caring and also very generous. My wider family very quickly adopted Awo as one of theirs and he, vice versa! Awo was very ably complemented (and improved) by his dear wife, Lara. What a team they were! I write this tribute publicly, uncertain of what to say in that space. I write it not for myself (however cathartic it might feel) but to remind Lara that her husband had friends; to spotlight to Jinmi and Anji of how special their dad was. My memories are private and priceless of a true friend. I can’t express them in a few words. In the last few years we shared vacations together- Aberdeen (Scotland), DMV (America), Perth (Australia). We had plans for many more, but alas, we’ve had the last together. Time together was never dull. Not only was Awo present, but his ‘presence’ was always felt! Thank you for creating positive lasting memories of a true friendship. Painful, your departure is, but the memories only leave a smile. Forget the tears. They’ve long dried up. I don’t need sad memories. I’ve selfishly guarded what I needed to. You unapologetically lived life to the fullest, packing in so much of life, love and generosity towards all. Awo, you are and will always be forever missed. However, thank you for leaving behind smiles, laughter and pleasant memories. I end with this, to all who read this; the familiar lyrics:
”Good friends we have, oh;
Good friends we have lost,
Along the way, yeah
In this great future,
You can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I say, yeah
Everything's gonna be alright”
“Oh, little, little darlin', please don't shed no tears
No woman no cry
‘Cos, Everything's gonna be alright”

Oyekunle Ayonrinde

Christopher Feyisola Awofeso, your demise is still like a dream to me. Your memory stays with me - your contagious laughter, giving heart, and the adventures I'll never forget. You left too soon, but your impact on our lives will last forever. I'll miss you every day, but I know you're at peace. Rest in peace, brother.Your memory will keep me going, and I'll carry your spirit with me always."
Your memory fuels my heart, and though you're gone, you're not forgotten. I'll carry you with me, in my heart, always. Goodnight Awo till the resurrection morning when we shall meet and part no more.

Sola, I cannot believe I am writing this tribute for you. The first time I met you it was like you have known me longer. Your care, love, and your kindness towards me will not be forgotten. Sleep well Sola. May your soul rest in peace.

My heart is broken by your passing. Thank you for the love, care, and memories we shared. Though you are gone, you will forever remain in my heart and be dearly missed. May God grant you eternal rest. Rest in peace, Egbon mi

Awo, as we fondly called him, was truly larger than life, so deeply loyal, kindhearted, affable, and filled with a warmth that lit up every room. While our hearts are heavy with his loss, we celebrate the beautiful, bright presence he gave to this world.
Lara, the beautiful memories you shared and the profound impact of his love remain with you completely. You were his entire world, and his incredible character, his values, and his laughter will always be a part of who you are.
May the God of all comfort wrap you and the children in his warm embrace .
Rest on, Awo!

Florence Adewuyi (FGCO)

Nothing could have prepared me, nor anyone for this, "Awo is gone". Left me in pieces. If I felt like this, what about 'Mọlara,
Ànjọlá, Fọlájìmí. Or even Múyìwá.

After 7 days of constantly tearing up, I thought I was stronger. But no, the grief was just deeper, and more silent like a deep running river. This is not a first loss, but this grief is unlike any.

You were one of my closest, a true brother in a true sense, and you let me know it. As I write this my eyes sting and flood. Your imperfections made you flawless, that is why you were so lovable. You had no pretensions, no airs. You were such a humble soul, you went to great length to conceal it. Always giving, much more than money, time, self anything you had, and all without discrimination. You reached out to every need. You proffered soultions to every problem regardless of the person in need. Your life was a lesson in loving humanity, thanks for the lesson. Your boisterous carefree, easy-going facade belied your more serious, deep, thoughtful, private and spiritual personality.

Awoo! You had a personal touch with each soul you made contact with. Your word was your bond. You took your party with you wherever you went. You lived without permission and without apology. A responsible non-conformist.

Am grateful for your friendship, your brotherly love, affection and time. How I miss you. You always had a big place in my space. Now you are gone, am grateful for the memories to fill it.

I seek consolation in the times and memories we have managed to share in the last few years, and months in particular. We took time for granted, we planned to spend more time together, more often, almost forever. But the time slipped away. And you with it.
I know you are somewhere peaceful and better. And am sure you are happy.
It is your time to leave, to rest, you had no choice in the matter.
Awo!!! Farewell!
May your rest be blissful. May you continue to shine where you are.

Uncle Sola, we only met a few times when you visited Nigeria, but during these short visits, I saw a man who loved his wife fiercely. You were an example of a godly husband and father. May the flowers you nurtured reach their fullest, most vibrant potential.

A great friend and schoolmate. You will be deeply missed. My heartfelt condolences to all those he left behind. Rest in peace.

You lived a full life, while blessing other lives, Sola.
Though not seen you in decades, your tireless nature in brining joy to others remains indelible in my mind.
Rest well brother.

Shola, you were not only a dear friend and classmate but also a truly great guy and the life of every gathering. Your warmth, laughter, and presence brought joy to so many. We miss you deeply and feel your absence profoundly. May your soul continue to rest peacefully. 🙏🕊️

ID Oshibodu

Bọda Shola. I cherished him so much. I loved his simplicity, easy going, ever calm and understanding. I am going to miss his usual pleasantry "Șe o wa pa?" (Hope you are perfectly well?)
Ẹgbọn mi, you lived life well. You will ever be remembered for good memories. Adieu!

My dear Lara, we are sending our deepest condolences and sympathy to you and your beautiful children and your entire family. John 5:8,9 and Revelation 21:1-5 cannot be fulfilled fast enough for our liking sometimes but we know that Jehovah’s timing is perfect. Very soon my sister this weight of grief that you are currently experiencing won’t even be a memory. The Sullivan/Myers family in South Carolina love you and are praying for your spiritual encouragement daily. Agape love 💕

May Jehovah, the God of all comfort, comfort all his loved ones who he left behind .

2 Corinthians 1: 3&4.

Uncle Sola ,may your peaceful soul find rest in His bosom.

Sleep On! My dearest Egbon! Thank you for upholding the values that has shaped you and passed down! You lives on in our hearts. We would always treasure every moments shared together. Keep resting till the resurrection morning.

I imagine a group of people being driven on a train to a final destination. During the journey, however, some of the passengers fall asleep. Upon reaching the destination, the Captain stops the train and wakes those who had fallen asleep.
The Captain of the train is Jesus Christ, and the destination is Paradise. Those who fell asleep during the journey represent our dear loved ones who have died. Bra Sola is simply sleeping and will be awakened when we reach our final destination—Paradise—just as my husband, my father, my sister, and all our brothers and sisters who have fallen asleep in death in this system of things.
As expressed in Job 14:14, 15, we look forward to the time when Jehovah will lovingly call, and they will answer.

My first encounter with "Booda Sola" was at one of our Christian conventions in Ibadan years ago. The family gave us a home to stay for the convention. He was such a lovely , fun man. What a loss. Our hope is real and we shall see once again.