Job Aidanegbe Idiakhoa

Tribute To an Exceptional Friend ,Brother and a Buddy, Eng. Job Idiakhoa.

When you meet Job for the first time what will immediately strike you is his simplicity, open candid, frank and forthright. There was no duplicity in him. He was a very dedicated family man, extremely dependable friend and a courageous man in adversity.

Family was everything to him. He wore his family like a badge of honor. For 80 remarkable years, he showed us what true devotion to family looks like. His life was a testament to steadfast love and enduring commitment. His greatest achievement was not measured in titles or possessions but in the strong united family he left behind.
He was a devoted husband ,a proud father and a deeply cherished grandfather.

For over four decades ,our friendship stood the test of time. We walked life’s journey side by side .The shared memories, those wonderful times, the Christmas holidays we spent together with our families at home in Ekpoma will remain indelible in my heart.
You were a true loyal friend and could always count on your support. No matter the country, the time zone or the distance -weddings,
birthdays, milestones if it matters, you were there for us with your dear wife , that kind of loyalty comes from character and strong commitment to friendship.

I will forever cherish and remain grateful for your steadfast friendship and love and be proud to call you, my brother.

Rest in peace Job, my bosom friend ,you will be dearly missed, but your love, light, and impact will never fade.

Good Nite

Chairman❤️ He was a good man, very upright, selfless and straightforward. He made it easy & convenient for me to move & settle in the neighborhood. I have missed chairman since he became sick. May God forgive all his shortcomings, may his soul rest in peace🙏

This is indeed a rude shock and very sad news. It is truly hard to believe that our Idi is no more... it is like I am dreaming! My deepest condolence to his wife and the entire family. May God Almighty comfort his beloved family and all of us mourning his passing. May the good Lord grant his gentle soul mercy and eternal rest. Adieu...

I am not qualified to write about daddy, however, i will put something down.

Daddy was a peaceful person.

He sought for unity amongst the residents/landlords while here with us.

Some initiatives we engaged in today were championed by him.

Some years ago, he will come to my house and request that we all come together and impact positively on our environment and I will be like, why is this Baba worrying me.

However, i later realised it was for our common good and through his unrelenting visits to various houses, we got to know each other and some of us are friends till now.

REST ON DADDY

Tribute To Job:
My friend, a good man is gone! He was my friend and the age difference of about five years, did not did not deter him!

By some incident of faith I met him as a Youth Copper, in 1982; I had just comeback from the USA, naive and ignorant, but like a senior brother he took pain to guid me and introduced me to his friends, a number of whom, remain my friend today. A True mentor, he wanted what was good for me! Wherever Job would buy a piece of land, he would hold the next plot for me, even arranging for me to pay in installment, not once, not twice, unless I decide otherwise.

A man of Integrity, a daring man, who never count the cost of helping a friend to achieve a desired goal! Setting up an agro processing industry in Ekpoma, Job decided to accompany me on a factory acceptance test for the equipments In Ibadan. On the day, it rained cats and dogs; an I thought we should cancel but Job will not have any of that ; he simply told me, “we promised to be there.” We eventually arrived Ibadan, in rainy night, at about 8:00 pm, with him driving!

Job served his friends as if, they were the only thing he had to do! For his loyalty some called him; “jobless Job,”but no, he was just “Jobito” a nickname that reflected his nature, true fidelity, selfless sacrifice, to his friends.
Job was a man who spoke his mind, he was a great fighter, who won many battles, but six years of fighting multiple strokes, had taking it toll, and now he can rest in peace!
Job, your death has left a great vacuum, we miss you and pray the Good Lord whom you served faithfully to welcome you into His Holy Presence, through the same Christ our Lord, Amen.

Your humility and devotion were evident. You helped arrange transportation to Ekpoma, with Grace and Samuel playing key roles. You were the pillar holding us together.

Sadly, your open‑door generosity was often met with ingratitude by a younger generations that does not understand or appreciate your sacrifices!!!!

Today, by God’s grace, I hold a Bachelor of Science degree, an MBA, and a Diploma in Biblical Studies. I can boldly say that your guidance, counsel, and example inspired me to pursue education and rise from humble beginnings to where I am today. God used you as a vessel to encourage me. I will continue to be grateful to God for your life!!!

Big Uncle Job, I salute you. You fought a good fight, finished the course and you were very faithful. Thank you for a life well lived. May the Lord God grant you eternal rest in the bosom of Christ. We love you deeply. You were a blessing to many with a beautiful heart. We will miss you with no one to follow your footsteps.

Adieu, my great big uncle and big bro!, Mr. Job Idikhoa, Great Citizen Federal Republic of Nigeria. We salute you again and again, rest well.


Your cousins,

Pastor Marshall Eromonsele, MBA, B.Sc., & Diploma in Biblical Studies &
Mrs. Franca Eromonsele, B.Sc. Chemistry,
Dip. in RRT, Respiratory Care Practitioner.

A Tribute to My Beloved Uncle, Engr. Mr. Job Idikhoa, M.Sc. in Computer Science and Engineering

I remember my big and loving uncle with deep affection and gratitude. As I bid you farewell, Uncle Job, my heart returns to cherished memories especially to the early years 1972 at No.2 Ojuelegba Road, Yaba, Lagos, Nigeria. I was then a young roadside auto‑mechanic apprentice. You visited me several times at my workshop, not ashamed of my humble beginnings. You encouraged me to master my trade and even promised to buy me the tools I needed to start my career. That moment marked the beginning of your lifelong admonition in my future.

Thank you big Uncle and big bro! for the Love you extended to all the families. I ask God to remember all your good works and grant you eternal rest in Jesus Christ Kingdom. We will miss you greatly for the cover you provided for many, your advice, gentle smile and gifts to those in need. You were our giant tree under whom many take shelter.

In 1974 you gave my address to your medical doctor friend from overseas and instructed him to stay with me. You were never embarrassed to associate with me, despite my limited education at the time. When you returned from overseas, I told you of my desire to study for the GCE O/L. You explained the challenges ahead but assured me that with determination, it was possible. Your words motivated me to begin studying at night after work.

I surrounded myself with friends who were in high school and at the University of Ife, Sister Iyabo, Brother Sunday, Peter, Mary, Dupe, Dayo, Brother Segun, Olu, and others from my church. I attended night schools such as Archbishop Aggrey Memorial Secondary School and Exam Success Correspondence School, studying Economics, Religious Knowledge, Business Methods, Commerce, Accounting, English, Government, Mathematics, and more. You were always available with wise counsel and encouragement.

After completing my O/L, I sought your advice again. I wanted to study for the A/L and dreamed of going to overseas like you. You spoke honestly, explaining that studying abroad without strong financial support would be difficult. Still, I pursued my A/L in Economics, Business Management, and Accounting, along with Marketing Diploma exams from England. You remained my only true uncle and my constant advisor.

By around October 1974 I had moved to No. 11 Adeniji Street, Surulere, a better neighborhood thanks to Bishop Uwadiae, who treated me like family. In 1979, I secured employment with International Cards. I brought my appointment letter to you while you were working at NNPC. The job came with a car, a strong salary of N4,800 plus 2% commission, bonuses, free medical care for my family, fuel allowance, car maintenance, and annual vacation. You advised me to accept the offer, and Brother Victor from my church confirmed the same. You visited me several times to check on me to offer good advice.

My Managing Director was a man of integrity, and God used him to bless me. I excelled in sales, often taking home N5,000 to N10,000 monthly between 1979 and 1982. This allowed me to save for my education in America. When I was ready to travel, my MD paid my salary in advance and even bought my ticket.

During this time, my cousin Michael lived with me in Surulere also schooling while working at NAL Acceptance in downtown in island in Lagos.

Despite your advanced education, an M.S. in Computer Science and Engineering, you remained humble, gentle, and full of love. You were our example and a pillar for all of us, a source of wisdom, kindness, and generosity. You inspired me to pursue education with excellence.

When I returned to Nigeria in 1987 and faced hardship, you were the only family member educated who encouraged me. In 1990, when I moved to London, you visited me several times during an official trip and advised me to manage my finances wisely.

In 1995, after returning from London, I sought your counsel again before moving to Benin to pastor a church with Bishop Uwadiae. In 1996, as I prepared to travel, you hosted me for two nights and personally drove me to the American Embassy in the early hours of the morning. You were truly a remarkable uncle with big hearts.

You visited us in the United States around 2016 spending over two weeks with my family. Your lovely wife Dr. (Mrs) Florence Idikhoa offered motherly advice to my wife and children. You encouraged my children to focus on their studies. We spent good time discussing our family history, our grandmother’s life, you make me to learn more about our lineage, and heritage. We will miss you greatly!

When my wife’s mother‑in‑law father’s passed, you represented the family with honor. When my sister Rose died, you were the only uncle her children ran to. You paid some school fees for Samuel and Emmanuel Omojiade while they lived with Grace in my house in Ujemen. Before that, we had supported Esther through university, paying their rent in Lagos, giving money to support their trade, feeding, and even marriages. You were our reliable contact to send funds to support Glory during her pregnancy and hospitalization. When my wife was in Nigeria with my little boy then, you were a constant guest during festive seasons especially Christmas, you encouraged my wife and played with my son. Big Uncle, time will fail me to mention all your contributions over the years to your siblings and their families. We just want say a big thank you for everything, we ask good God to reward you with eternal peace in Christ kingdom. Rest Uncle Job, you finished well. God bless you!!!!

You were the only one everyone called on both our father’s and mother’s sides, and even extended family including our mother’s and father’s side . You carried heavy financial burdens with little appreciation. Yet you never complained. You were noble, selfless, and steadfast in your love, you are our hero. Rest well at Christ’s kingdom!

The last time I spent with you was in 2019 when I returned to Nigeria for my late brother Agent’s and my mother in law’s funeral. You picked me up from the airport, drove through heavy traffic to your home, and the next morning accompanied me to the bank to resolve some issues. When we came for mother in law’s burial, you and your lovely wife encouraged my wife, you drove all way from Lagos despite your health challenges and come to our house in Ujemen to encourage us. Your humility and devotion were evident. You helped arrange transportation to Ekpoma.

A Tribute to a Dear In-Law

I knew Engr. Job Idiakhoa for almost nine years as my daughter’s father-in-law. From the very beginning, he was warm and welcoming, very easy-going, and always cheerful.

My late husband, Alex, thought very highly of him and truly enjoyed the many conversations they shared.

May his soul rest in perfect peace.

Gone too Soon

Dear Uncle,

You left us too soon and words cannot describe the loss we all feel with this painful goodbye to you; but heaven chose for you to come home to rest.

We wish that we could have more time to meet up as family. My family and I recall your visits to our home and spending memorable times together. We treasure the good memories. You had your special way of doing things and your total devotion to your family, as an exemplary legacy for the whole family.

We wish the Lord let you stay a little longer. You have been the centre, holding my sister, your children and grand children together, securely, with love and total devotion.

You will be painfully missed. We wish we have more chance to see your warm smile. I shall always remember teasing you at the end of every trip to UK, saying - ‘Papa Vivian, I hope you bought a special gift for my sister, (your dear wife) oooh! And you will smile warmly saying, ‘Ide, you know I always buy her own gifts first; your sister is my number one oooh!

And yes, you took absolute good care of Mama Vivian, our sister, and we thank you for the cares and love for her and the children, your grand children and the whole family.

We wish we could laugh with you again dear uncle; just for a little while. But the Lord knows best.

You are gone too soon, but not forgotten.

Forever you will remain a guiding light and a shining star to us all.

Rest peacefully in the Lord uncle.

Dr Ide Ojo

Daddy, as i fondly called him was a kind man,Always willing to assist anyway possible. He will always be fondly remembered.
May Christ Jesus forgive him his shortcomings and grant him eternity in his place of light and love. Amen

I remember Uncle Job Idiakhoa with utmost a respect 🙏.
He was an avid football fan and a trailblazing entrepreneur who pioneered the monograph business in Nigeria. A devoted family man who loved and cared deeply. His legacy lives on. His guidance, and support will remain a cherished memory 🙏.

Rest in peace, dear Uncle. Your memory is a blessing, and your impact will remain indelible. Amen

A loving Tribute to my Dear Father-in-Law

I consider it a privilege to have known Daddy Idiakhoa for the past eleven years. Eight years ago, he warmly welcomed me into his family as his daughter-in-law, and from that moment, he lovingly regarded me as his daughter. He was one of the most principled people I have ever known, and I learned so much from him, not only through words of instruction, but through the powerful example of how he lived his life.

When I lost my own father a few years ago, he immediately dropped everything and drove nearly two hours to where my father had passed to help coordinate things. No one asked him to; he just did it. He was deeply selfless, dependable, and always present when it mattered most.

It took me some time to get used to his directness. He had little patience for unnecessary niceties and went straight to the heart of matters, often making the honest observations that no one else would voice, or asking the probing questions that made you pause, reflect, and sometimes rethink even your most carefully considered decisions. Over time, this became one of the qualities I appreciated most about him, and it made me truly value every conversation we shared.

I am deeply grateful to Daddy for the life he gave my husband; for the childhood he created which I have heard so many fond memories of, and for the values of discipline, integrity, and hard work that he instilled so faithfully. Those same values are clearly evident in the man my husband has become today, and I hope to pass them on to our own children.

Daddy’s ever-positive outlook on life was truly inspiring. Even in the face of illness, he remained gracious, forward-looking, and full of quiet strength. His resilience was a powerful example to all who knew him.

I thank God for his full, purposeful, and well-lived life, and I pray that we may continue to honour his memory by living with the same courage, integrity, and intentionality that he exemplified, always striving to make him proud.

Rest well, Daddy.

Growing up, I spent different seasons of my life living with various families because my parents’ home was far from school. Friendship led me to the Idiakhoas, and that was how I came to share in the life of my dear friend’s Dad.

My relationship with 'fathers' had always felt complicated, often distant, sometimes intimidating, and rarely warm. My own father went to be with the Lord when I was just 12, and in many ways, I grew up navigating that absence. But Daddy was different.

Every evening after work was a sacred ritual — two full hours of conversation. We talked about everything: Nigeria, work, politics, life, and whatever else came up. Sometimes I would be so tired and secretly hope he wasn’t downstairs waiting for our daily “gist.” Yet somehow, we would laugh and talk until the weariness disappeared. I was never afraid to tell him about my day. He was genuinely curious, always engaged, always present.

The Idiakhoas’ home was perhaps the only place that truly felt like home to me in those years. Their doors, and hearts, were always open. Many of us passed through that house, yet I never once saw anyone treated as though they didn’t belong. I certainly never felt like an intruder. Ilobe's family became my family.

Years later, I moved away, got married, and began raising my own family. Yet every visit back felt like stepping into a familiar embrace. Daddy would always remind me that I didn’t come around often enough. A few days before he went to be with the Lord, I felt nudged to visit him in the hospital while I was in Lagos for a few days on a work trip. I am deeply grateful I listened to that prompting. Though he could no longer communicate, he blessed me once more with that warm smile. A father — right to the very end.

Rest in peace, Daddy. To me, you were truly an angel on earth. Now you take your place with the Father in perfect health and wholeness. May God comfort your entire family, especially Mummy, your devoted wife, who stood faithfully by your side to the very end — the very embodiment of “in sickness and in health.”

Until we meet again.

Tribute to Engr Job Idiakhoa.

From the day I met Engr Job as my son's prospective Father-in-law, we both bonded as family. The relationship remained freshly sweet till this end. He was simple, not complicated. Generally, he was humble and friendly, a peaceful man but without sacrificing brutal frankness when it mattered. He was never arrogant with status, but rather easy going and relentlessly hardworking. Even after retirement, he remained industrious in his private business.

I can say empathically that the warmth of his friendly relationship will stay with several circles for a long time if not forever. I pray, rest in peace my dear friend.

My Grandpa

Grandpa always called to check on us. He told us to do well in school. He was very proud of us and always encouraged us. I know I will meet him in Heaven. We miss you and we love you, Grandpa.

Lots of love.

A tribute to my Grandpa.

Over the course of my life, I had lots of great memories with him. I loved it when he came to stay over at our house and loved it even more when we got to go to Nigeria to see him there. Whenever I was with him, I never felt sad, I never felt angry and I was always happy.

Some of my favourite moments are when we played Whot together and he would always win in the first 5 rounds. I never understood how lucky he was. “It's Natural” is what he always said to me when I made the mistake of questioning his greatness in this game.

I love you very much Grandpa and I hope to see you again some time in the distant future. I would also like to hope that you are still as good at Whot then, as I will be practicing.

My daddy, My love My Hero

“My daddy,” as I always called you — I never imagined that I would be writing a tribute to you this soon. This was never the plan. You were supposed to be here to see me get married, to hold my children in your arms, to witness all the moments we dreamed, prayed and even fought about. But as people say, God knows best, even when my heart struggle to understand.

I am so grateful that you were my father — my first love, my protector, my constant. All through my life, if there was one person I could always count on, it was you. I never learned how to change a light bulb because my daddy always did it for me. I never needed a mechanic’s number because I knew that one call to you, no matter the hour or where I was, meant help was already on the way. That was who you were — dependable, steady, and endlessly loving.

Oh, how I miss you. I thought I understood heartbreak before, but nothing prepares you for the loss of your father. Nothing. There is a silence your absence leaves behind that words cannot fill.

I will miss gisting with you after work, i will miss you coming into my room in the mornings that you did not see me the night before, i will miss your laughs, your smile, watching you pace up and down trying to get in your exercise. Oh my daddy, i will miss everything about you.
I am thankful that I got to spend your final days with you. Thankful that I was able to show you how deeply I love you, and more importantly, that I was able to tell you.

Now you are resting — free from pain, free from endless hospital visits, free from every burden you carried so quietly. We will take care of mummy, and we will keep living in a way that makes you proud. Your love remains with us, guiding us, steadying us, just like you always did.
Rest well my daddy.

I love you.

Your “Wobi Wobi”

A Tribute to My Advocate, My Anchor, My Confidant, My Hero, My Father, Engr. Job Idiakhoa

On February 5, 2026, my reality changed forever. I said goodbye to my father, Engr. Job Idiakhoa, known lovingly as Daddy, Papa Vivian, MD, and, in his playful retirement years after nearly three decades of dedicated service at NNPC, “Job Job Jobless Job.” That nickname perfectly reflected his vibrant spirit; he was witty, multifaceted, and full of joy and purpose in every season of his life.

My father believed that the true wealth of life was preparation. From my earliest memories, he would remind us to “save for a rainy day.” But he was not only speaking about money. He was teaching a philosophy: save your strength, build your character, sharpen your mind. Store up discipline and integrity so that when life inevitably tests you, you are not found empty.

He believed the greatest distinction between people was their work ethic. To him, idleness was a missed opportunity. If you could be doing something meaningful, then you should. Rest was earned. Purpose was expected. Excellence was never optional. In this way, he was our first and most demanding teacher.

You could never simply ask my father for something. His instinctive response was always, “Why do you want it? Why do you need it?” Before I was five years old, I had learned one of the greatest lessons of my life: never approach him without a reason. You had to think, examine your motives, and understand yourself before speaking.

At the time, this felt intimidating. Now I understand that he was shaping us. He was teaching my sisters and me not to drift through life, but to move through it with intention. Daddy taught us that life does not reward impulse, it rewards thoughtful action. He was not raising children who would simply react; he was raising thinkers.

Yet, for all his discipline, my father was deeply fun. He teased creatively, always with a lesson hidden within the laughter. I remember being about ten years old and asking for pocket money because “all my friends got it.” He asked what I thought was fair, and with the boldness of childhood, I suggested $120 a year. He agreed instantly, but added that all the clothes and treats he brought from his travels would now come out of that same amount. When I did the math, I quickly realised that his generosity far exceeded my proposal, and I gladly chose the status quo.

In that simple moment, he taught me about value and trade-offs. About looking beyond immediate rewards. He wanted us to understand independence, not only financially, but mentally. To thrive in life, he believed that you must prepare diligently, work hard, and accept responsibility for your choices.

I will miss my father deeply. The standard he set was extraordinarily high, and I always aspired to live up to it. In my heart, I believed that if I could one day surpass that bar, I would have achieved true greatness as a man.

Daddy, adjusting to a world without you feels unfamiliar. You were such a constant presence in my life. Steady, dependable, and reassuring. You often reminded us that you would not always be here, preparing us even for this moment. Yet knowing it in theory and living it in reality are two very different things.

I will miss your laughter filling a room.

I will miss your counsel, the way your voice could calm my thoughts while sharpening my perspective.

I will miss your teasing, your endless stream of business ideas, and your excitement about learning something new.

My heart aches that my son Ekan will not hear your stories firsthand, stories of growing up in Ekpoma, of resilience and determination, of a man who proved that obstacles can be overcome through discipline and hard work. You carried your hometown and your people with pride. You were living proof that where you come from does not limit where you can go. I will ensure that Ekan knows your story and inherits the same values you instilled in me.

There is so much more that could be said. So many memories, so many lessons woven into who we are.

What gives me peace is this: your legacy is secure. It lives in the way we think before we speak, in the way we approach our work, in the way we prepare for tomorrow, and in the stories we will share with future generations about their remarkable grandfather.

Your life was not simply long, it was intentional, impactful, and deeply meaningful.

Goodbye, Daddy. I love you. I miss you. I am endlessly grateful for you.

Thank you, Lord, for the gift of such a wonderful father. I am eternally grateful and deeply blessed to have been loved and shaped by such an extraordinary man.

Your Captain (“Capi”)

My dearest daddy

Daddy, I am struggling to put into words how much I miss you. Your absence has created a huge gap that no one can ever fill. I miss you, Mummy misses you. Ehis, Ilobe, Esosa, Usifo, and Ekpen all miss you.

Thank you, Daddy, for everything: for your sacrifices, your love and all the life lessons you tried to teach us. Only now, being a parent myself, do I truly appreciate all you did. The effort you put into raising us, being there for us, and making sure we had everything we needed – your dedication was unwavering, and it's something I can only hope to replicate now that I have children of my own.

Thank you for the legacy of a good name. That's the first thing everyone says about you: "Your father was a good man". I've always known this, and it makes me so proud to see that others know this too. Thank you for the amazing life and opportunities you gave us and the excellent foundation you laid.

I should have told you more often how much I appreciate all you did for us. I should have told you how much I loved you every chance I got. We always think we have more time than we actually do.

These last few years were really difficult for you, but you put up a good fight. You can rest easy, Daddy. You are at peace now, and that's all that matters.

I can be content with that knowing you're no longer in pain. I know you'll keep watching out for us, as you've always done.

I am so lucky to have had the privilege of being your child

Your Vivi Special.

My Tribute to My Dear Husband Job

My Tribute to My Dear Husband Job(akaJobless Job)

You left with those infectious smiles. It is very difficult to say goodbye. But it is well. It is well, my Dear.

You left me alone to carry on. How? Why? I cannot write about you in the past tense. it is too hard. It is well, my Dear Job.

Thank you for being a good husband, a friend, a lover, and a wonderful father and grandfather to our children and grandchildren. Thank you for fighting to protect me, for giving up a lot in your life to sacrifice for me. I thank God for all the strength you carried, fighting till the very end.

I am grateful for every moment we shared together, right up to the end.

The grace of God will keep me going, and I will carry on the noble legacy you have left for me and for God.

Rest in Peace, my Dear. Every memory of you remains with me.

Your wifey-Florence.

Tribute to Uncle Job

Always smiling Uncle Job....whenever you saw Uncle, he always had a smile on his face. I don't think I ever saw him getting angry or flustered by any situation or circumstance.

As a young lady, I always looked forward to receiving souvenirs made by his company at any family event we had because his souvenirs were always unique and amazing. His attention to detail was flawless.

Uncle Job was also very supportive, and he liked to engage in hearty, meaningful discussions. He will be sorely missed by everyone who knew him. I pray the Lord comforts and strengthens Aunty Florence, his children and grandchildren at this difficult time and may his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, rest in peace, Amen.

Good night Uncle Job!

TRIBUTE TO A NOBLE MAN

I received the news of your passing on 5th February 2026 with deep shock and sadness. Oh! death where is thy sting! Words cannot describe adequately how much you positively touched my life and the life of many others.

I remembered in year 2000 when I approached you to be one of our society Pioneer Patron, "APOSTLESHIP OF PRAYER, LEAGUE OF THE SACRED HEART OF JESUS" without thinking twice you just said no problem, and you became one of our best Patron and Grand Patron.
Is it when your daughter Vivian wanted to do traditional wedding, that you trusted all the local food condiments that was needed to me, to purchase them, I said no that I can't, you said Margaret is because I trust you.

Job, each time you wanted me to laugh, you will call me "Solicitor and Advocate General" of my wife Florence. We do cracked joke like no tomorrow.

You are a friend like no other through Florence your wife and my late Senior brother Jackson, your school mate at University of Bucharest Romania. I can go on and on.

I quote, William Shakespeare once said "the world is a stage where every man plays a part" Job you indeed played your part very well, that's why I should wipe my tears knowingly fully well that you are seated at the right hand of your Creator.

Once more the SPIRIT never dies, it's the flesh that dies. So watch over your wife Florence, and your children Vivian, Ehis and Ilobe, as never before.

Rest in the blossom of the Lord Jesus Christ till we meet to part no more. Amen

Dear Uncle
I call you M.D and you laugh gently..Last time we saw each other was March 4, 2025 @20:15hrs at your Lekki Residence on my visit to Nigeria...It was great to see you then as I called you M.D and you answered with your gently laugh. Thank you for the
memories, cares and the time spent with each other and for being such a wonderful-loving Grandfather, Father and Uncle❤️🙏. Thank you Sir for your loving legacies...May your gentle soul rest in peace...Till we meet again...Amen ..Adieu Papa Vivian A.k.A M.D

Rest in Peace Sir

21 years ago, Mr. Job Idiakhoa was our marriage sponsor. His support marked a special season in our journey as a couple. He opened his home and his heart to us, offering encouragement and practical perspectives when we were just beginning to build our lives together.

Even in death, his generosity and care remain with us. We will remember him not only for what he gave but for the spirit in which he gave it selfless, practical, and sincere.

His legacy lives on in the love he showed and the opportunities he created. May his soul rest in perfect peace.

Mr. Adeniyi and Mrs. Ebuwa Babajide

A TRIBUTE MESSAGE TO LATE ENGR. JOB AIDANAGBE IDIAKHOA

A solemn tribute to our dear Patron Engr. Job Aidanagbe Idiakhoa, one of the stalwart pillars of the Pope's Worldwide Prayer Network (Apostleship of Prayer League of the Sacred Heart of Jesus) Archdiocese of Lagos,

We mourn the passing of a gentle hearted and kind man.A man dedicated to the service of God and humanity. Late Engr . Job Aidenagbe embodied the virtues of compassion, humility, and generosity, leaving an indelible mark on our society.
His tireless commitment and profound support towards spreading devotion to the Sacred Heart of Jesus was quite inspiring earning him big nobility.

With a heart aflame with love for God and humanity, late Engr. Job's legacy transcends mortal bounds, beckoning us to emulate his exemplary life. We recollect the memories of his selfless service, his unwavering commitment to the faith and his infectious zeal.

As we entrust your loving soul to the Divine Mercy, we find solace in the promise of eternal life. May your family find comfort in God's infinite love and may your example galvanize us to pursue a deeper, more meaningful discipleship.

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine. Et lux perpetua luceat eis. Requiescat in Pace. Amen.

Rest in the peace of the Sacred Heart, beloved Engr. Job Aidenagbe 🙏.

Adieu, Our First Patron
Adieu Our First Grand Patron.

Archdiocesan President
Comrade Julius Achonwa

Archdiocesan secretary
Mrs Queen Oti

Dear Uncle Job (Papa Vivian)
It is tough writing a farewell tribute
Uncle, talking about you in past tense is surreal.
It was enjoyable being around you all the time from Isolo to Reeve Road. Your always spoke wisely and smiled warmly everytime.
When I was getting married, you asked me some vital questions that helped me put things in proper perspective and today, I understand the wisdom in those questions.
You were always present in our lives every milestone, every celebration, proferring words of wisdome and advice when the turns were not so pleasant and doing it cheerfully.
Thank you Uncle.
I will miss your smiles.
Rest in perfect peace Sir.

Tribute to our Dearest Uncle, Engr. Job Idiakhoa

Our dearest Uncle, the sad news of your passing, left us in great grief.

We remember the wonderful memories with you. You maintained an open door policy. You always warmly welcomed everyone to your home at Agboju, Reeve Road Ikoyi and Igboefun. You lived a good life, and you were always dedicated to your family. You gave everyone the best. You made a lot of sacrifices for all.
Your faith in God was evident in all you did. You stood for what was right. You applied good principles of fairness in running your various businesses. You displayed excellent entrepreneurial skills. You left an impressive legacy, which we are all proud of.
You fought the good fight of faith. You triumphed.
You were always determined. You touched many lives positively. You were always supportive to all. We will cherish these memories.
The Lord has called you to himself . We will miss you dearly, but God knows best .
Rest in the bossom of the Lord where there is no pain . Amen 🙏
Dear Vivi, Ehis, and Ilobe, take heart and be comforted by the great legacy of your Dad and the opportunity to care for him . That is a big blessing. Be comforted. Amen 🙏

Our dearest Aunty, Mama Vivian, as you are fondly called, please be comforted on the passing of your darling husband. You were always there to love and support. You spent days and nights by his side, caring and loving him. You gave your best. May the Holy Spirit comfort you at this difficult time.

Uncle Job, may your sweet and gentle soul rest in peace. Amen 🙏

Sir Patrick and Lady Eva Akinwuntan

Tribute to Papa Vivian
Papa Vivian,
I will always remember how you used to call me “acting Big man,” and later changed it to “big man.” It was your special way of showing love, encouragement, and belief in me, and it remains a cherished memory in my heart.
You were truly a family man. You would always branch to my house to greet my dad and mum, never passing without showing respect, honour, and care. You consistently showered us with gifts, kindness, and generosity, not because you had to, but because love was part of who you were.
I remember spending holidays in your house. Even when everywhere was already full, you still made room for us. Your home was always filled with warmth, laughter, and acceptance. No one ever felt like a burden in your presence.
You showed love and concern at all times and made everyone feel valued and supported. Your words, your smiles, and your quiet strength lifted many of us more than you may ever have known.
Though we grieve your absence, we are grateful to God for the gift of your life and the legacy of love you have left behind. Your memories will remain alive in our hearts, and your example will continue to guide us.
Rest peacefully, Papa Vivian.
You will forever be loved, remembered, and honoured.
With love,
Aisabor Eboreime

Tribute to our Dearest Uncle, Engr. Job Idiakhoa

Our dearest Uncle, the sad news of your passing, left us in great grief.

We remember the wonderful memories with you. You maintained an open door policy. You always warmly welcomed everyone to your home at Agboju, Reeve Road Ikoyi and Igboefun. You lived a good life, and you were always dedicated to your family. You gave everyone the best. You made a lot of sacrifices for all.
Your faith in God was evident in all you did. You stood for what was right. You applied good principles of fairness in running your various businesses. You displayed excellent entrepreneurial skills. You left an impressive legacy, which we are all proud of.
You fought the good fight of faith. You triumphed.
You were always determined. You touched many lives positively. You were always cheerful and supportive to all. We will cherish these memories.
The Lord has called you to himself . We will miss you dearly, but God knows best .
Rest in the bossom of the Lord where there is no pain . Amen 🙏
Dear Vivi, Ehis, and Ilobe, take heart and be comforted by the great legacy of your Dad and the opportunity to care for him. That is a big blessing. Be comforted. Amen 🙏

Our dearest Aunty, Mama Vivian, as you are fondly called, please be comforted on the passing of your darling husband. You were always there to love and support him. You spent days and nights by his side, caring and loving him. You gave your best. May the Holy Spirit comfort you at this difficult time.

Uncle Job, may your sweet and gentle soul rest in peace. Amen 🙏

Sir Patrick and Lady Eva Akinwuntan

We thank God for the impactful life, he was an amiable, humble and sociable man. May his gentle soul rest in perfect peace. Amen

Our dearest uncle Job. It was such a joy having you visit us when we were growing up. Hearing you and my dad (John Igene) laugh till late in the evening still rings in my heart. Rest well sir… we will miss you

Tribute to Uncle Job

I’ve hesitated to share these thoughts for nearly a week, but I know it's time. Uncle Job was like a daddy to me, he always looked out for me from my childhood holidays in Lagos, my internship, and youth service. His wisdom was profound, and engaging with him meant being well-prepared with facts.

During my internship, he advised, “Martha, remember where you come from. Don’t steal and don’t let others pressure you into their lifestyles.” At first, I felt offended, why suggest I’d steal? Yet, when I entered a bank vault for the first time, his words resonated: “Don’t steal.”

I recall a lengthy discussion when I wanted to move into my own apartment. It felt like defending a multi-million-dollar project before he finally agreed, but not without a condition, I tried to keep all but one which he reminded me of on the due date.

I’m grateful for all you did for my siblings and I. I never properly said thank you, believing you would always be here. You stood by us during toughest times in our lives, guiding us through life-altering decisions.

My mom used to called you "My Great In-Law", I never knew the origin of that but over the years I understood why she referred you as her “Great-In-Law” you loved and cared deeply for her sister, you completely cared and loved Vivi, Ehis and Ilobe; and you took care of EVERYTHING.

Daddy your kindness will always be remembered, I choose to remember you as strong, vibrant, and knowledgeable. You came, you fought, and you conquered.

I miss you daddy

Goodnight Uncle

Martha Otaigbe

My great uncle. Looking at your life was one of diligence, strong work ethic and deep love for family - immediate and extended. You had a home for everyone while they were growing up, a business for all while they were trying to find their feet, love and support when we needed it. I remember seeing you last December, your eyes lit up the room and even though you couldn’t say much, I heard your words of encouragement like you will always say “take care of yourself and work hard”.
Uncle lived an exemplary life and I’m proud I got to learn from you. Rest well in the bosom of the Lord. 🙏🏾

Dear uncle you will for ever be in our hearts we will for ever miss you RIP till meet again RIP🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️

😔 In Loving Memory of Uncle Job,
Dearest Uncle Job,
My brilliant and wonderful MD.
You were a pillar of strength and a guiding light. My time with you and your family in Lagos was truly special, and I'll cherish the memories, especially our daily travels. to Falomo bridge during my NYSC days. I'm grateful for the opportunity to work at Emcast with you, thanks to you. Your visits to London meant the world to me. Thank you for your advice, support, and laughter. You epitomized family values and relationships.

Auntie Florence, Vivian, Ehis, and Ilobe will miss you dearly, but we'll support them with love. May you rest in God's palace, shining bright till we meet again 😇.

A heartfelt tribute from a grateful niece
Tobiloba Eboreime

Dear Ehis,

Deepest condolences to you and your family on the passing of your father, Engr. Job Aidanegbe Idiakhoa.

Knowing the man of integrity and character that you are, it is clear he was an incredible father and mentor.

My thoughts and prayers are with the Idiakhoa family during this time.

May he rest in eternal peace.

Love,
Naga

Tribute to Jobe
Fondly called Jobito.
It’s sad that the night has fallen so soon for you. But we thank God for the good times we shared as family friends.
I’m glad for haven known you Jobito because you were a good example of what a good friend should be. Jobe was always a good friend to his friends, he was always there for you, through thick and thin, never counting the cost of being your friend. He invests in the friendship, giving himself totally to the relationship.
He also believes in reciprocity. If Jobe visits you once, twice and thrice and you do not reciprocate and he can’t see any good reason why you haven’t, he will keep his distance and let you know that if you are too busy to nurture that relationship you do not value the friendship. This for me was a lesson never to take your friends for granted. It was a life lesson for me and I took it to heart in dealing with my other friends as well.
Jobe was known for his reliability. You can count on him for everything and anything, always looking out for the good of his friends. Where ever Jobe had a plot of land he would always share the good news with my husband Charles and invite him so he can also benefit from the opportunity. There is so much to be said about Jobe but suffices to say that he will be greatly missed.
He will definitely be missed because good friends are not easy to find. They are like the eagles, they don’t flock, you find them one at a time. That was our friend Jobe.
Ok Jobito, until we meet again, good night.
Gloria Osezua

Uncle you always showed up for every event and supported us all the time. Heaven gained an angel indeed. Thank you for all you have done and the love you showed us. Rest Easy Uncle.

My.friendship with Job. began in 1972 when we met for.the.first time at Ibadan when he taught at Loyola College and I was then an undergraduate student at the University of Ibadan from 1970_1973. From then till.his demise, our relationship oremained very strong and.loving. When he was studying in Romania, I was also studying in the United States; wherein i often procured text books for.him that were unavailable in Romania. Our families have also been very close in so.many ways. Job worked so hard to grow his business and⁹support his children and so many other family members. Job was a.very compassionate person, a man of great trust and indeed exceptionally kind and honest.Iam indeed.heart broken that as iam not physically available to honor him at burial time. My wife and i ; including children shall never cease to keep his love and memory alive. May the Lord grand him eternal rest.

TRIBUTE IN HONOUR OF OUR BELOVED UNCLE, ENGR. JOB AIDANEGBE IDIAKHOA



"Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints." - Psalm 116:15



The news of your transition into glory was received with mixed feelings, sorrow because we would have loved to have you with us longer, yet gratitude for the beautiful life you lived. Death is indeed a painful phenomenon that comes when our Maker so desires.



As painful as it is, today we gather with thankful hearts to celebrate a life of purpose and impact. Uncle, you were an embodiment of resilience, wisdom, love, and devotion to family. You lived an exemplary life that remains worthy of emulation. In moments like this, words can hardly ease the pain of loss, but we are comforted by the memories of your goodness and your unwavering faith in God.



As we say goodbye, we thank God for your legacy of humility, kindness, and steadfastness. You fought a good fight and finished your course with grace. Heaven has truly gained a saint.



May the good Lord grant you eternal rest and comfort our beloved auntie and cousins, granting them the fortitude to bear this great loss.



Rest well, dear uncle.

Okinbue owanlen!

From:

The Justice J.O. Akhigbe Family

You may be gone from our sight, but never from our hearts. Rest in peace ijmn. You are deeply loved, greatly missed, and forever remembered.
Imonitie Emmanuel

May the soul of the faithful departed, even the soul of Engr Job Idiakhoa, through the mercy of God Rest in Perfect Peace. Amen

Adieu Uncle Job, a great man is gone.

A straight-forward, matter-of-fact pragmatist, I saw him build a life, a home, a family and a legacy by the sheer force of his will. His never say die spirit, and his love of logic, meant that our infrequent but intense conversations would range from football tactics to fiscal policy, exploring and exchanging solutions to the problems of the world. Even as time passed, that familiar spark in his eyes never dimmed, and my respect and admiration for his achievements remains until today.

Although you may be departed from the flesh, your spirit remains, and your legacy is sure. Rest in peace Papa Capi!

GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

Uncle Job, today we remember and honor a wonderful brother-in-law and uncle whose presence brought
warmth, strength, and kindness into our family.

You welcomed us with an open heart, shared laughter freely, and offered support whenever it was needed. Your generosity, calm spirit, and steady character made you someone we relied on.

You valued family deeply and showed your love not only through words, but also through your quiet encouragement, thoughtful advice, or simply being present. Indeed, you have made a lasting impact on our lives.

Although your death has left a space that can never be filled, we are grateful for the memories we shared and the love you gave so freely. You are forever in our hearts and your candlelight continues to burn brighter in the family.

May your soul rest in peace Uncle Job……amen. Forever remembered! and dearly missed!!

Tribute to My Senior Brother

With a heavy heart, I say goodbye to my beloved senior brother — my guide, my protector, and my friend.

As my elder, you were someone I looked up to with pride and admiration. You encouraged me, corrected
me with love, and showed me what strength and responsibility truly mean. Your quiet wisdom and caring heart made me feel safe and supported.

Though you are no longer here with us, the lessons you taught me and the love you showed will remain in my heart forever. I am grateful to God for the gift of you in my life.

Rest peacefully, dear brother until we meet again. You will always be remembered, always be missed, and always be loved.

Memorial Tribute to a dear brother

My dear brother, though parting is hard, your love will always be with me while I say goodbye. You were not only a gift to the family but anyone who cross your path. Now that you are gone, your impact will continue to reverberate and will guide every step we take. You lived a good life, fought a great fight with prolong illness and the attendant pains. I know you are with the Lord now, free from pain and held in His embrace. Though you have parted, your spirit and love will always be with me and the entire family. During your lifetime, you provided protection, served as a trusted confidant, and acted as a supportive brother who consistently encouraged us to improve and excel in our endeavours. Life was never dull with you around. You worked tirelessly to impact others in life, and this makes saying goodbye to a brother like you
very difficult. We are console that you leave behind children and siblings that will continue with your vision in life while you are in heaven, in God’s care. Rest in peace brother.

Tribute to a Father, in law, and in deed.

I knew a special man for 19 years, 17 of them as his son in-law.

My father in-law had the most practical ways of showing love to his family. Very old school. You saw him do love, not say it. He would stop everything to solve a problem for his children, especially his daughters. He would call me and talk at length about how his children were doing, all with the same broad theme: let them not be a burden to anybody. He was fierce in his determination for them to do well, and to do so independently.

He kept things very simple and had very little time for extravagance. Was it functional? Did it solve the problem? Did it help you achieve what you wanted to achieve? That’s that, then! No need for extras! This was an important lesson I learnt from observing him and how he handled his dealings.

My father in-law was pragmatic and forthright. If it was the right thing to do, it was the right thing to do and it would be done right now. If it was not the right thing to do, then “what are you talking about?” No half measures. No pontification.

He had an opinion on everything! And all of them were studied views! Economics. Policy. Politics. Sport. Life. He loved robust debate. He would always approach his arguments from the same pragmatic template he had, and he never forgot a thing. He would typically come back months later to remind you of a position you held months before, to ask you again about those views after time had exposed them to be spectacularly wrong, or congratulate you if your views stood the test of time. I particularly enjoyed and learnt from this relationship with him. I am grateful for the weekend hours he gave me for this.

He was a selfless man. I was privileged to see the lengths he would go for his immediate family, his extended family, his friends, his business associates, even acquaintances. He seemed driven by a need to reduce stress.

I am grateful to have experienced his type of human. I am grateful for the family he built, that enabled me to become a part of. I am grateful for the advice, the guidance, the lessons, the example. Losing him has been painful, but he has left a very big footprint as well as a blueprint.

Rest well, sir.