By Joe Bankole
Remembering Oluwaremilekun Felicia Omo Baba Oke, the Carpenter
Aya Vincent Oyo, the Ace Broadcaster!
I want to thank all those who remembered her on their Facebook pages on October 1, the day she left this mortal world for that act of grace.
For me, I consider it a fitting tribute to choose her birthday for this remembrance because she would have been 65 today.
She was special to me and my family. She stood by us all the way and was there with me all through the turbulent times of my life.
Aunty Remi came to NAN as CEO and turned things around when all hopes were lost of redemption for the beleaguered agency.
You could cut her passion for NAN with a knife because it was so thick that all discerning minds could see it.
Yet and sadly, many watched as one mad man came to NAN for one objective – to make money – and in the process destroyed everything we hold dear.
This son of perdition elevated mediocrity over talent, used every trick in the book to steal the meager resources of the Agency and thus attempted almost with resounding success to destroy the future of the Agency.
Today, the new helmsman, a thorough professional with the right passion, is struggling to put things right but it will take a surgical operation which our polity abhors to put things right. So, the memory of Remi lingers and the fortunes of our beloved Agency oscillate between disaster and impossibilities.
But in spite of it all, men and women of goodwill in NAN remember you for your good deeds.
My prayer is that the Holy God whose dwelling is beyond the periphery of this mortal earth will once again smile upon NAN soon and Nigeria can once again be proud of its No. 1 media content provider.
On a personal note, my family and I remember you most fondly for your passion for our well-being, leadership qualities, love for others and an abiding faith in the ability of Nigeria to stand proud among other nations.
I remember you used to say each time people disappointed you: “eniyan ni eniyan yio maa je” (translated: human beings will always be unreliable).
You showed uncommon level of leadership by furthering the interest of even those who hated you and did all in their power to destroy you. That is typical of godly people.
Those of us who see ourselves as your protégés love you and will continue to remember you by living for others and above pettiness and common thievery that are so commonplace among people in our world today.
Adieu again, wonderful leader, great and doting friend, uncommon sister, loving mother and unparalleled professional mentor!