Thursday, October 29, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
THE GOLDEN ANNIVERSARY PROGRAMME OF EVENTS
ORDER OF PROGRAMME:
1. INTRODUCTIONS
2. OPENING PRAYER: PROF(MRS) O. JEGEDE
3. CHAIRMAN'S OPENING REMARKS: PROF. T.O. ARO
4. PRAISE AND WORSHIP
5 HYMN 1: 'STANDING ON THE PROMISES'
6. BIBLE READING: PSALM 100 - STEPHEN AKINOLA
7. HYMN 2: 'GREAT IS THY FAITHFULNESS'
8. EXHORTATION: PROF. YEMI OSINBAJO, S.A.N
9. PRAYER FOR CELEBRANTS AND FAMILY
10. CELEBRANTS' TESTIMONY AND DANCE
11. TESTIMONIES (FAMILY & FRIENDS)
12. CUTTING OF THE CAKE
13. CHAIRMAN'S CLOSING REMARKS
14. VOTE OF THANKS - MOSEBOLATAN ADETORO
15. CLOSING PRAYER
16. RECEPTION
1. INTRODUCTIONS
2. OPENING PRAYER: PROF(MRS) O. JEGEDE
3. CHAIRMAN'S OPENING REMARKS: PROF. T.O. ARO
4. PRAISE AND WORSHIP
5 HYMN 1: 'STANDING ON THE PROMISES'
6. BIBLE READING: PSALM 100 - STEPHEN AKINOLA
7. HYMN 2: 'GREAT IS THY FAITHFULNESS'
8. EXHORTATION: PROF. YEMI OSINBAJO, S.A.N
9. PRAYER FOR CELEBRANTS AND FAMILY
10. CELEBRANTS' TESTIMONY AND DANCE
11. TESTIMONIES (FAMILY & FRIENDS)
12. CUTTING OF THE CAKE
13. CHAIRMAN'S CLOSING REMARKS
14. VOTE OF THANKS - MOSEBOLATAN ADETORO
15. CLOSING PRAYER
16. RECEPTION
Chief (Dr.) Joseph Eyitayo and Mrs. Francisca Bamidele Adetoro celebrated their 50th year of marriage on the 30th of March 2009 at their Akoka, Lagos residence. Below are some pictures that were taken on the day of this happy milestone.
MRS. OLUREMI JEGEDE SAYING THE OPENING PRAYER:
THE GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY DAY
THE 'BRIDE' & 'GROOM'
THE CELEBRANTS
PROF. ARO (BESTMAN IN 1959) & CELEBRANTS
MISS RONKE ADEYEMI & GUEST
GRACE (NEE EKUNDAYO)
MISS RONKE ADEYEMI & GUEST
GRACE (NEE EKUNDAYO)
GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY PIX II
MRS. ADETORO & GUESTS
MRS. ADETORO & MRS. AWONIYI
GUESTS SINGING
L-R: MR. BELLO, MRS. BELLO,MISS T.BELLO, MRS. EBUN BALOGUN
MRS. DUPE OMOZOKPIA (NEE ADETORO)
MRS. ADETORO & MRS. AWONIYI
GUESTS SINGING
L-R: MR. BELLO, MRS. BELLO,MISS T.BELLO, MRS. EBUN BALOGUN
MRS. DUPE OMOZOKPIA (NEE ADETORO)
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY PIX III
'GROOM' FEEDING 'BRIDE'
COUPLE CUTTING THEIR ANNIVERSARY CAKE
DR. J.E. & MRS. F.B. ADETORO
COUPLE CUTTING THEIR ANNIVERSARY CAKE
DR. J.E. & MRS. F.B. ADETORO
J.J. OMUKU DURING PRAYER
ABIADE & MOSEBOLATAN
ABIADE & MOSEBOLATAN
GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY PIX IV
PRAYING L-R: ABIADE, MOSH, SINA, STEPHEN, J.J
L-R: DUPE, ABIADE, MOSH, SINA, J.J, YEMI, J.J
L-R: DUPE, ABIADE, MOSH, SINA, J.J, YEMI, J.J
STEPHEN READING PSALM 100
CROSS SECTION OF GUESTS
THE ANNIVERSARY CAKE
THE ANNIVERSARY CAKE
GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY PIX V
MRS. ADUKE BELLO LEADING PRAISE WORSHIP
DUPE AKINOLA DURING HYMN SINGING
YEMI & SINA OGUNLANA
DUPE AKINOLA DURING HYMN SINGING
YEMI & SINA OGUNLANA
THE CELEBRANTS
PROF. & MRS. ADEDOKUN ADEYEMI
PROF. & MRS. ADEDOKUN ADEYEMI
GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY III + HIS STORY
PROF. YEMI OSIBAJO EXHORTING
PASTOR FAFOWORA PRAYING
PASTOR FAFOWORA PRAYING
MRS. BOLANTA (NEE OMOZOKPIA)
HIS STORY:
"I AM LUCKY TO HAVE MARRIED MY WIFE" Chief (Dr.) J.E Adetoro
My name is Joseph Eyitayo Adetoro. I was born on December 16, 1933. I got married March 30, 1959. I did not consider myself too young to marry even though I was only a little above 25 years then. I had bagged my 1st degree in 1957.
In 1956 I came home to MOPA, (now in Kogi State) on holidays from the University College Ibadan where I was an undergraduate. Then I saw her in town. I asked from people who the beautiful lady was and they told me that she was a teacher in the Sudan Interior Mission Primary School where she taught Domestic Science. I was also told that she lived with the headmaster of the school.
For me it was a case of interest at first sight. She was new to me. I was quick to introduce myself to her as an undergraduate. She was rather cool to my advances. She had her bicycle, gramophone record and her sewing machine. These were the indices of success for a young lady then. Her attitude instead of discouraging me, made me more curious and fascinated with her. Her father was living in Ibadan then, so I came to visit her there but could not see her. She had left for Odo-Oba to visit her uncle. I went to see her there.
Fortunately the wife of her uncle was also my own aunt. I used the excuse of visiting my aunt to see her and asked her to make me tea. Unfortunately I made a mistake and put something different from sugar in the tea…
I later invited her to a dance organized by the Sigma Club of my university. I was a member of the club. She came. I graduated in 1957 and the next year, I traveled abroad for my post-graduate studies. It was when I came back that the relationship became more serious. In 1959 we got married.
I am lucky to have married my wife. On my family side, we are noted for being hot tempered and people said she would find it difficult to cope with us. My wife is quiet, too patient; she is forbearing and accommodating, never complains. She makes excuses for people and for that I used to call her “the defender of the masses.” Her attitude has really helped the marriage to stabilize and endure, more so because we had six girls before our boy came in 1974. She is so good that in all of fifty years I had only one occasion to complain to my father-in-law about his daughter.
My wife is the engine room of the family and for a long time now I have left everything to her. All what I do is supply. The father is the petrol but the mother is the engine of the vehicle of the family. But remember in my time, fathers were not supposed to hang around the house and in my case, all my children except one are girls. So there!
My father-in-law was a good Christian Catholic. I never had any occasion to complain about him. When I had my accident (in 1970) he sent his own wife to come and stay with my wife during the period. He was absolutely helpful to me. When I was abroad as a student in the early 60s, he sent about a third of his pension (more than a hundred pounds) to me and my wife. That was a huge amount of money and so sacrificially given. The gift actually shocked me. Baba was a good man.
When you are husband and wife, the longer you stay together, the more you understand each other better. You become more spiritually attuned to each other. Women may not be strong in logic but they have powerful intuitions.
My name is Joseph Eyitayo Adetoro. I was born on December 16, 1933. I got married March 30, 1959. I did not consider myself too young to marry even though I was only a little above 25 years then. I had bagged my 1st degree in 1957.
In 1956 I came home to MOPA, (now in Kogi State) on holidays from the University College Ibadan where I was an undergraduate. Then I saw her in town. I asked from people who the beautiful lady was and they told me that she was a teacher in the Sudan Interior Mission Primary School where she taught Domestic Science. I was also told that she lived with the headmaster of the school.
For me it was a case of interest at first sight. She was new to me. I was quick to introduce myself to her as an undergraduate. She was rather cool to my advances. She had her bicycle, gramophone record and her sewing machine. These were the indices of success for a young lady then. Her attitude instead of discouraging me, made me more curious and fascinated with her. Her father was living in Ibadan then, so I came to visit her there but could not see her. She had left for Odo-Oba to visit her uncle. I went to see her there.
Fortunately the wife of her uncle was also my own aunt. I used the excuse of visiting my aunt to see her and asked her to make me tea. Unfortunately I made a mistake and put something different from sugar in the tea…
I later invited her to a dance organized by the Sigma Club of my university. I was a member of the club. She came. I graduated in 1957 and the next year, I traveled abroad for my post-graduate studies. It was when I came back that the relationship became more serious. In 1959 we got married.
I am lucky to have married my wife. On my family side, we are noted for being hot tempered and people said she would find it difficult to cope with us. My wife is quiet, too patient; she is forbearing and accommodating, never complains. She makes excuses for people and for that I used to call her “the defender of the masses.” Her attitude has really helped the marriage to stabilize and endure, more so because we had six girls before our boy came in 1974. She is so good that in all of fifty years I had only one occasion to complain to my father-in-law about his daughter.
My wife is the engine room of the family and for a long time now I have left everything to her. All what I do is supply. The father is the petrol but the mother is the engine of the vehicle of the family. But remember in my time, fathers were not supposed to hang around the house and in my case, all my children except one are girls. So there!
My father-in-law was a good Christian Catholic. I never had any occasion to complain about him. When I had my accident (in 1970) he sent his own wife to come and stay with my wife during the period. He was absolutely helpful to me. When I was abroad as a student in the early 60s, he sent about a third of his pension (more than a hundred pounds) to me and my wife. That was a huge amount of money and so sacrificially given. The gift actually shocked me. Baba was a good man.
When you are husband and wife, the longer you stay together, the more you understand each other better. You become more spiritually attuned to each other. Women may not be strong in logic but they have powerful intuitions.
GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY: PIX VI + HER STORY
MOSEBOLATAN ADETORO GIVING VOTE OF THANKS
HER STORY:
"MY HUSBAND IS A LOVER, A WONDERFUL MAN" Mrs. Francisca Bamidele Adetoro
“My name is Mrs. Francisca Bamidele Adetoro. I used to be Francisca Bamidele Ayo. I was born in 1936. I trained as a teacher. In those days, when you were a girl it was the headmaster of your school who determined your career, whether you would be a nurse or a teacher. Those were the two careers open to young ladies in those days. My headmaster sent me to the WomenTeachers College Woko-Womu where I graduated from in 1954. I came to work in my town Mopa as a teacher (1954-1956). In 1956 I went to the Women Teachers College in Kabba for my Grade 2 Teachers Certificate Course and finished in 1958. Later when I was abroad with my husband, I did a course in Librarianship.
It was when I was teaching in Mopa that I first met my husband. That was in 1956. Those days, during the long holidays, young, eligible bachelors used to swarm all over town. I was not too impressed with their crowd. I was close to one of my colleagues, Dupe Fambo, now Mrs. Dupe Otokiti. She is a relative of Daddy. It was from her Daddy made enquiries about me. At first I was not keen on him despite his being a University undergraduate. When I finally thawed, he told me I was the first girl to refuse his advances.
I began to show interest in him when I saw that he was particularly interested in me and was ambitious. He came over to visit me in Ibadan and Odo-Oba. Of course my colleague Dupe was a great advocate of his. Another great advocate of his, was my uncle’s wife who happened to be his aunt.
By 1958, I had become very interested in him. He had gone abroad then for his post-graduate studies. I knitted a jacket for him and sent it over to him. When I was making the jacket, Cecilia Emagbaha my room mate used to tease me saying “Na wa o.”
By the special grace of God, there’s been no too difficult a time for us. I also believed that there should be no parental interference in marriage. The only time he reported me to my father, I refused to state my own side of the story. I commune with God a lot. From my college days, my mainstay has been 1st Corinthians 10:13: “There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.”
I was inclined to rely so much on God and be prayerful because of the influence of my foster mother on me. Her name is Sarah Ajuyi. She was a half Hausa, half Fulani woman who lived in Jebba. I lost my mother very early in life and so my father Otunba Frederick Ayotola Joledo who was a Nigerian Railways Corporation staff then, used to take me along with him. When I was about 5 years old, my father left me with Sarah Ajuyi to bring me up. She was so good to me that I never knew she was not my biological mother until I was about 12 years old. I used to call her Maami. Maami was serious with her bible and very devoted.
My husband is very responsible and generous. He is very sentimental. Even now, he still buys me buns, scotch eggs and trebor. He doesn’t forget anniversaries and birthdays. My happiest time was when he declared that Christ is the only way to God. His hobby is reading and studying. He has taken over our sitting room and turned it upside down with books. I don’t argue or struggle with him. When he is angry, I am quiet. He tells some of his children, why can’t you be like mummy? But he is one man who is quick to say sorry when he realizes that he is wrong. And when I remember his terrible car accident in 1970 and recovery, I don’t argue too much with him.
I became a business woman with the encouragement of my cousin, Julius Joledo, now the Oba of our town. He used to tell me, “Auntie, is it this two to two kobo kobo job that you will be depending on?”
When my husband was in government (Federal Commissioner, 1967 to 1975), I made sure we never left the campus to live in the official quarters in Ikoyi. I used to tell him, “one day government work will finish, we should not start looking afresh then for accommodation.”
My husband was never a politician and was too blunt to be one. There was a time he even told off Awolowo (Late Chief Obafemi Awolowo) who was the Federal Commissioner for Finance in General Gowon’s cabinet. Awolowo was much older than my husband and hugely respected by all but my husband lost his temper with him and told him off because he thought the old man was unnecessarily delaying some much needed allowances needed for him to travel. Yet when he had his accident, Awolowo was the first Federal Commissioner to come to see him in the hospital and was always coming to see him. The first time he visited him, my husband was in a coma but Awolowo told me: “Iyawo, mo ti ri Tayo, yi o dide” (My dear, I have seen Tayo, (I assure you), he will live).
In the early years, it was an issue with my husband that we were having all girls until I got my obstetrician Professor Akingba to explain to him in detail that he in fact was the one responsible for the gender of the children; his attitude thereupon immediately changed and today, all his children have made him proud!
My friend is Mrs. Jegede. She is very tender hearted, though she may sound and look tough. She has been so supportive to our family. She comes to all our engagements. She’s the only one my children know as my friend here in Nigeria.”
HER STORY:
"MY HUSBAND IS A LOVER, A WONDERFUL MAN" Mrs. Francisca Bamidele Adetoro
“My name is Mrs. Francisca Bamidele Adetoro. I used to be Francisca Bamidele Ayo. I was born in 1936. I trained as a teacher. In those days, when you were a girl it was the headmaster of your school who determined your career, whether you would be a nurse or a teacher. Those were the two careers open to young ladies in those days. My headmaster sent me to the WomenTeachers College Woko-Womu where I graduated from in 1954. I came to work in my town Mopa as a teacher (1954-1956). In 1956 I went to the Women Teachers College in Kabba for my Grade 2 Teachers Certificate Course and finished in 1958. Later when I was abroad with my husband, I did a course in Librarianship.
It was when I was teaching in Mopa that I first met my husband. That was in 1956. Those days, during the long holidays, young, eligible bachelors used to swarm all over town. I was not too impressed with their crowd. I was close to one of my colleagues, Dupe Fambo, now Mrs. Dupe Otokiti. She is a relative of Daddy. It was from her Daddy made enquiries about me. At first I was not keen on him despite his being a University undergraduate. When I finally thawed, he told me I was the first girl to refuse his advances.
I began to show interest in him when I saw that he was particularly interested in me and was ambitious. He came over to visit me in Ibadan and Odo-Oba. Of course my colleague Dupe was a great advocate of his. Another great advocate of his, was my uncle’s wife who happened to be his aunt.
By 1958, I had become very interested in him. He had gone abroad then for his post-graduate studies. I knitted a jacket for him and sent it over to him. When I was making the jacket, Cecilia Emagbaha my room mate used to tease me saying “Na wa o.”
By the special grace of God, there’s been no too difficult a time for us. I also believed that there should be no parental interference in marriage. The only time he reported me to my father, I refused to state my own side of the story. I commune with God a lot. From my college days, my mainstay has been 1st Corinthians 10:13: “There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.”
I was inclined to rely so much on God and be prayerful because of the influence of my foster mother on me. Her name is Sarah Ajuyi. She was a half Hausa, half Fulani woman who lived in Jebba. I lost my mother very early in life and so my father Otunba Frederick Ayotola Joledo who was a Nigerian Railways Corporation staff then, used to take me along with him. When I was about 5 years old, my father left me with Sarah Ajuyi to bring me up. She was so good to me that I never knew she was not my biological mother until I was about 12 years old. I used to call her Maami. Maami was serious with her bible and very devoted.
My husband is very responsible and generous. He is very sentimental. Even now, he still buys me buns, scotch eggs and trebor. He doesn’t forget anniversaries and birthdays. My happiest time was when he declared that Christ is the only way to God. His hobby is reading and studying. He has taken over our sitting room and turned it upside down with books. I don’t argue or struggle with him. When he is angry, I am quiet. He tells some of his children, why can’t you be like mummy? But he is one man who is quick to say sorry when he realizes that he is wrong. And when I remember his terrible car accident in 1970 and recovery, I don’t argue too much with him.
I became a business woman with the encouragement of my cousin, Julius Joledo, now the Oba of our town. He used to tell me, “Auntie, is it this two to two kobo kobo job that you will be depending on?”
When my husband was in government (Federal Commissioner, 1967 to 1975), I made sure we never left the campus to live in the official quarters in Ikoyi. I used to tell him, “one day government work will finish, we should not start looking afresh then for accommodation.”
My husband was never a politician and was too blunt to be one. There was a time he even told off Awolowo (Late Chief Obafemi Awolowo) who was the Federal Commissioner for Finance in General Gowon’s cabinet. Awolowo was much older than my husband and hugely respected by all but my husband lost his temper with him and told him off because he thought the old man was unnecessarily delaying some much needed allowances needed for him to travel. Yet when he had his accident, Awolowo was the first Federal Commissioner to come to see him in the hospital and was always coming to see him. The first time he visited him, my husband was in a coma but Awolowo told me: “Iyawo, mo ti ri Tayo, yi o dide” (My dear, I have seen Tayo, (I assure you), he will live).
In the early years, it was an issue with my husband that we were having all girls until I got my obstetrician Professor Akingba to explain to him in detail that he in fact was the one responsible for the gender of the children; his attitude thereupon immediately changed and today, all his children have made him proud!
My friend is Mrs. Jegede. She is very tender hearted, though she may sound and look tough. She has been so supportive to our family. She comes to all our engagements. She’s the only one my children know as my friend here in Nigeria.”
'THROUGH MY YOUNG EYES' By Olubunmi, celebrants' first born.
I still remember my Dad screwing up his face to demonstrate the pain of the tough time our Mum gave him as he related to me many years ago, the beginning of their courtship. She was no easy conquest. If he thought that just because he was an undergraduate at the then University College Ibadan, that she would fall at his feet, like a ripe mango then he could think again! He had to re-evaluate his tactics because she was not impressed. He had to prove he was worthy to win this diamond of a lady in other ways. Needless to say he was persistent, never gave up, kept his eye on the ball and the rest as they say is history! As a young child growing up, I thought Mum was perfect and could do no wrong and that Dad knew everything. Dad could always give me impressive answers to every question asked. He is well read, well lettered well traveled; we are trying hard to catch up! Of course as a grown up I realise that they are not infallible, nor have all the knowledge but they are perfect for me.
Dad always spoke frankly and many a time, over the years, my Mum has had to smoothen things over whenever people were inadvertently hurt by his direct talking and this just one of the ways they complement each other.
Moral: If you don't want to hear the truth don't ask my Dad!Mum has always been a loving generous elegant lady, a wonderful hostess with an appreciation for quality and beauty and who has one time been at the helm of several exceedingly successful business enterprises in the past. Those of us interested in business are trying to catch up and emulate that kind of success!I have learnt so much from my parents: to be gracious, to respect and be thoughtful of others, to aim high, to value education, to love books, to embrace truth and integrity and so much more that I hope to pass on to my own children but most important of all I want to salute their LOVE of God and the mutual LOVE and RESPECT they have shown each other over their fifty years of marriage!FELICITATIONS(french)!
CONGRATULATIONS and MAY OUR LORD, GOD GRANT YOU A RICHER, LONGER, FRUITFUL AND PROSPEROUS GOLDEN LIFE!!! AMEN.Lots of love, Bunmi
Dad always spoke frankly and many a time, over the years, my Mum has had to smoothen things over whenever people were inadvertently hurt by his direct talking and this just one of the ways they complement each other.
Moral: If you don't want to hear the truth don't ask my Dad!Mum has always been a loving generous elegant lady, a wonderful hostess with an appreciation for quality and beauty and who has one time been at the helm of several exceedingly successful business enterprises in the past. Those of us interested in business are trying to catch up and emulate that kind of success!I have learnt so much from my parents: to be gracious, to respect and be thoughtful of others, to aim high, to value education, to love books, to embrace truth and integrity and so much more that I hope to pass on to my own children but most important of all I want to salute their LOVE of God and the mutual LOVE and RESPECT they have shown each other over their fifty years of marriage!FELICITATIONS(french)!CONGRATULATIONS and MAY OUR LORD, GOD GRANT YOU A RICHER, LONGER, FRUITFUL AND PROSPEROUS GOLDEN LIFE!!! AMEN.Lots of love, Bunmi
'THE LIFE STORY OF ONE PERSON I ADMIRE' By 'Yemi
Essay written in 1999
You will not find her name in “The International Who is Who,” or in any “Hall of Fame,” but Francisca Bamidele is one person who has touched the lives of many and who fills me with admiration.
Standing about 5 feet three inches tall, “F.B,” as she is fondly called, is plump, with a round smiling face. Silver haired but still unbent, she has a quiet, gentle expression.
F.B was born in Mopa, Kogi State in 1936. She was educated at SIM school, Mopa, between 1951 and 1954 and in 1957, she obtained the Grade II Teachers Certificate. By this time, Joseph Adetoro, a dashing young student of the University College, Ibadan, was ardently wooing her. He had a very hard time winning the cautious F.B, but in 1959, they were married.
A very strong woman, F.B faced life with a resilience that helped her in trying circumstances like the tragic loss of her first born child in 1960.
In 1962, the young couple traveled to Britain; Joseph for Post-Graduate studies and F.B for a course in Library Science at the Birmingham College of Commerce (now Aston University).
The Adetoros returned to Nigeria in 1965 with F.B taking up appointment as Assistant Librarian at the University of Lagos library where she rapidly rose to the position of Senior Librarian before leaving in 1968 for full time business.
By 1969, Joseph had become the Federal Minister of Health but F.B remained a simple, humble woman. Hordes of friends and relatives found succour under her roof. Her in-laws were always warmly treated and she ensured that none went away dissatisfied.
F.B’s husband has complete confidence in her. She encouraged him to invest in land and ensured their development. A woman of integrity, he had no qualms about their operating joint accounts and she has never abused this arrangement.
A deeply committed Christian, one experience that bolstered her faith in God, was the near loss of her husband in 1970. For several weeks after a motor accident, he lay comatose as doctors battled to save his life, but F.B hung on in anguished prayer and he miraculously pulled through.
She stood solidly behind her husband with love and encouragement even after his abrupt retirement by the Muritala regime and also demonstrated patience and tolerance as he dabbled into spiritualism and the occult.
F.B’s patience has however been rewarded. None was more thankful as she watched her man step forward in February 1999, to receive his Diploma from the Life Foundation Bible College and in a moving tribute to her, he testified to her fortitude.
Today,
she is a contented grandmother. Her life has been an inspiration to her children and I feel privileged to have been borne by such a woman, for yes indeed, F.B is my mother and I will strive to pass on to my own progeny, the F.B legacy of godliness and dependability.
You will not find her name in “The International Who is Who,” or in any “Hall of Fame,” but Francisca Bamidele is one person who has touched the lives of many and who fills me with admiration.
Standing about 5 feet three inches tall, “F.B,” as she is fondly called, is plump, with a round smiling face. Silver haired but still unbent, she has a quiet, gentle expression.
F.B was born in Mopa, Kogi State in 1936. She was educated at SIM school, Mopa, between 1951 and 1954 and in 1957, she obtained the Grade II Teachers Certificate. By this time, Joseph Adetoro, a dashing young student of the University College, Ibadan, was ardently wooing her. He had a very hard time winning the cautious F.B, but in 1959, they were married.
A very strong woman, F.B faced life with a resilience that helped her in trying circumstances like the tragic loss of her first born child in 1960.
In 1962, the young couple traveled to Britain; Joseph for Post-Graduate studies and F.B for a course in Library Science at the Birmingham College of Commerce (now Aston University).
The Adetoros returned to Nigeria in 1965 with F.B taking up appointment as Assistant Librarian at the University of Lagos library where she rapidly rose to the position of Senior Librarian before leaving in 1968 for full time business.
By 1969, Joseph had become the Federal Minister of Health but F.B remained a simple, humble woman. Hordes of friends and relatives found succour under her roof. Her in-laws were always warmly treated and she ensured that none went away dissatisfied.
F.B’s husband has complete confidence in her. She encouraged him to invest in land and ensured their development. A woman of integrity, he had no qualms about their operating joint accounts and she has never abused this arrangement.
A deeply committed Christian, one experience that bolstered her faith in God, was the near loss of her husband in 1970. For several weeks after a motor accident, he lay comatose as doctors battled to save his life, but F.B hung on in anguished prayer and he miraculously pulled through.
She stood solidly behind her husband with love and encouragement even after his abrupt retirement by the Muritala regime and also demonstrated patience and tolerance as he dabbled into spiritualism and the occult.
F.B’s patience has however been rewarded. None was more thankful as she watched her man step forward in February 1999, to receive his Diploma from the Life Foundation Bible College and in a moving tribute to her, he testified to her fortitude.
Today,
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| I, in F.B's arms |
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