My first encounter with Baba Oladiran was in 1991 when I was on IT in the finance bank. As soon as he saw me, Baba introduced me as his daughter and immediately I was made his accounting officer, whaohhh!!!.
From that time, he was always treating me as his child, asking about me and my siblings especially when we lost our daddy. Looking at Baba Oladiran most times remind us of our father, Pa Jokodola when he was alive. (They look alike)
We were waiting to receive you and mummy in Houston when Ogom called me that you just passed.
Baba, you came, ran your race and ended well on the hand of your child, abiamo tooto.
Sleep well in the blossom of your Maker.
Odaaro Baba Oladiran!!!!!
Biodun Bolarinwa
(For the Jokodolas)