Doctor, quite sad you left now when you are really needed. You were my inspiration not to stop halfway through thick and thin. As a little girl spending midterm in your house at Ibadan, I was always looking forward to becoming a medical practitioner, even without my being one, you were my father's reference of a good child . You respected my father,always calling, Brother Bayo and we his children saw it, you were always there for us, especially when my uncle Yomi Coker was seriously sick, you took him in and never bothered us with any bill till his last breath. You were a rallying point for the extended family members, it was at occasions you organized that you would introducing me to elders if they could still remember my dad. The last time I was with you you insisted I should get in contact with some people and asked if it's only at occasion I want to be meeting people, in fact, you forced me to call someone in you presence, and that I should make my child get in touch, until a patient had to interrupt our discussion, you never hid the fact that it's now you can thank my husband for you were not disappointed in him for taking care of me against your earlier fear. I am still a bit confused if you couldn't make it who else would. Well, I give thanks to God for your life because you served God wholeheartedly, but sad when I remembered you will not be there to give mama a befitting burial, from while I was a little girl, she was referred to 'mama Femi,' but more of 'mama doctor '. Oh death, where is your sting. I pray that God will console mama Tomi and the children in the nuclear, but you will be greatly missed in the extended family and among friends and acquaintances. You came and conquered, rest on till resurrection morning. Awhangansi Temitope (Mrs), nee Bayo Akinlatun (LUTH).