Dedicated to the memory of Joe Lobo

This site is a tribute to Joe Lobo, beloved husband of Victoria, father to Joan (Apolonia), Fernando (Tony), Audrey and grandfather to Sanna, Devi, Dhara and Sara.

Sadly, Joe passed away on 31 March 2020, three months before his 90th birthday and is sorely missed by his family, relatives and friends.

Joe was born in Ucassiam, Goa, India on July 06, 1930. He went to school in Ucassiam, Holy Cross Convent, and later Poona, St Ornellas High School where he passed his SSC exams in 1950. Soon after he emigrated to Kenya, Nairobi briefly returning to Goa in 1958 to get married to Victoria, returning to Nairobi with his new wife where all three children were later born.

Whilst in Kenya, he worked in Standard Bank and often recalled the time when Ava Gardner, Grace Kelly and Clark Gable came in to do their banking whilst filming ‘Mogambo’ in 1953. He also worked for the Ottoman Bank before starting his long service at the Prudential Assurance Company in January 1959. Work and life for Joe and his family in Kenya were going well until about 1968 when immigration laws in Kenya became increasingly severe with only Kenyan Citizens allowed work permits and with foreigners only being able to hold a job until a Kenyan national could be found to replace them. Joe decided he needed to return to his home in Goa and moved back with his family with the intention of settling there. The move did not work out and he returned to Kenya to the job he had just left, order to provide for his family. This was typical of him, always thinking about doing the best for his family. His return was short as his Kenya work permit was due to run out in July 1971. Fortunately his good standing and relationships within the Prudential stood him in good stead and he was transferred to the Prudential HQ in London where he worked till his retirement in 1989 and continued to live there afterwards.

He was an accomplished sportsman throughout his life, good at hockey, football and badminton. A natural sportsman excelling at any sport he tried. He was an Arsenal fan, but also passionate about playing football from a very young age, winning many trophies for football from his school days, well into to the 1960’s at the Nairobi Goan Institute. Among his proudest sporting moments was being trained by and playing against English First Division players, Stanley Matthews, Len Shackleton and Tom Finney when they visited Nairobi in the 1950’s. He also won many Badminton trophies from the early 1950’s continuing up to 2005 when at the age of 75 he won the Prudential IBIS Veterans Mens Doubles Shield with his son. A very proud moment for both. Unfortunately, his playing became infrequent over the next couple of years until he was unable to play. Unknowingly at the time it was due to Parkinson’s Disease slowly creeping up upon him. Sadly, he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s formally in 2009. Despite this, he always said he had a good life and true to the strength of his character, he never once complained or showed any self-pity but continued to always look out for and help his family and others until his passing.

Joe loved his family, was loving, gentle, caring, loyal, hardworking and always provided well for his family. He made many close friendships and retained many of them throughout his life and was loved and respected wherever he went. He would do anything to help his family and friends. Following his retirement in 1989 He did charitable work in the community with his wife, Victoria and the St Vincent de Paul society, visiting the needy, lonely and elderly over several years. He lived his life respecting all religions, treating everyone with equality, fairness, helping family and friends whenever he could. He loved wildlife and had many pets during his lifetime. 

He is much loved and will always be remembered in our hearts and minds.

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Dad life can't have been easy Traversing three continents with us, your family In a story of colonization, of migration how consistently and without complaint you worked to build a life for us whom you loved I will never forget the day I accompanied you to the bank And everyone stopped work and stood up To sing Happy Birthday to You Was it any wonder why? You made an impact on all with your quiet, open minded, down to earth, effortless grace and humour, honesty, patience, compassion and understanding And of course, your talented sportsmanship for which you won many awards Including one from IBIS Prudential with a plaque that reads "Awarded for racket skills, loyalty, friendship & above all his role as the Euston key man" You encouraged me to dream and follow my way Even if it was not the way you would go You did not let differences stand in the way of love Thank you for being there for me, for everything you gave "It's good to talk" you would often say to me when we had aired and shared our thoughts Now you are gone, I miss you But your spirit resides in fond memories in my heart And no doubt in the hearts of all who knew you
apolonia
20th May 2020
Thank you Dad, for being the greatest man in my life. Even though I have been away for many years, I couldn’t have been more blessed with a father like you. You were always there for me and supported me from afar. Whatever I did you never judged and never criticised. On the contrary, when I faltered, you were still there to catch me. I know I caused you worries, I know you suffered because I was not near, because of the choices I made, but you never gave up making your presence felt to me and your grandchildren. Your life has been so amazing — a journey of new beginnings through almost every continent, where you left your mark on people wherever you went. There are so many things I would like to say and I hope you understood how much you mean to me. I wish I could have done more for you. My first conscious memory of you is when we arrived in London, of not remembering who you were, and sitting on your lap as we entered Humber Road for the first time. I remember how you let me comb your hair in any style I wanted and the joy I felt every time you collected me from the childminder after school. I also remember when I entered a competition to win the latest Bee Gees album and how you came home from work that night with it tucked under your arm. Or later, the times you picked me up from parties late at night, how you worried and tried to protect me from harm. What especially sticks in my mind are all those times you listened to my growing up problems over a good dish of prawn curry at one of your favourite Indian restaurants, or when we went to Willesden to buy Indian snacks and sweets — you always knew what our favourites were. At home you were often quiet but always ready to help, always with a listening ear. You fulfilled so many wishes and asked little for yourself, a holy man, the sadhu that fed my soul and guided me in times of doubt, who helped shape my character — an inspiration for everyone. Through your guidance I learnt how important it is to talk to your children and to find out who they really are — let them develop like a rose unfolding its petals, reaching for the sunlight, nurtured by warmth, and tender loving care. And at work, I was so lucky to witness the laughter and fun you brought to your colleagues and friends: always a smile, a dirty joke or two, and a warmth generated all around. I appreciate you for such a lot: your love for children, big and small. I think back to the joy you spread and instilled in every grandchild, how you played with them and made them feel special and worthy of respect; your love of animals, your interest and knowledge of the world, your sportiness, and all matters spiritual. I am so grateful for for all the things you taught me about what life is really about, about making choices and taking responsibility for them, whatever the outcome — doing your best for all those around you whether family, friends or neighbours. You taught us about loyalty, humility, perseverance, and compassion. You were the best example of a true husband, father and friend. Even though you didn’t become a famous footballer, you proved yourself to be the greatest player of life’s game and for that, you will never be forgotten. And now, it’s time for you to take your well-deserved rest on the eternal bench. I wish you could have seen your great grandchildren but it was not to be. Yet, all your grandchildren know how proud you were of them. They carry that in their hearts. Be sure your spirit will live on in every one of them.
audrey
20th April 2020
This poem below is by Bengali poet Rabindranath Tagore and is a reflection of what my dad would wish to say to everyone now. At every turning of my life I came across Good friends, Friends who stood by me Even when the time raced me by. Farewell, farewell My friends I smile and Bid you goodbye No, shed no tears For I need them not All I need is your smile If you feel sad Do think of me For that's what I'll like When you live in the hearts Of those you love Remember then You never die.
Joan (Apolonia)
15th April 2020
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