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Now one year!!!

June 22, 2015

Daddy Jack,

It's hard to believe that you are gone. I last heard your voice on your Birthday and that was it. It's a year since the painful journey started, the tears have never dried up. Crying you a river will never bring you back but the work you left behind is speaking for you. 

Even though I miss you here on earth, my comfort is that you left in an amazing way to a place that God kept for you.  Your steadfastness has taken you through the "eye of the needle" 

Will always miss you till the day I shall meet to part no more.

Forever DJ


Aurelie








Happy Birthday Jack!

June 20, 2015

It has been a year since I got the news of your sudden collapse in Church. We hoped for the best but God had a better plan. You moved on to continue to do God's work; what you loved and what he ordained you for. Jack, memories of our times together are still very fresh in my mind and your wise words continue to uplift my spirit during difficult times. You were a real brother! 

You are close to our hearts as we celebrate your birthday.

Happy Birthday, Bro!

Manga

Happy Birthday

June 19, 2015

My dear Brother and Friend, it's incredible how your early departure broke our hearts and left us with more questions than answers. However, we are comforted in knowing that you left an amazing legacy and you exited doing The Lord's Work. Happy Birthday!!!

Happy Birthday

June 19, 2015

A missed celebration. You're not forgotten. Happy 49th birthday.

My Kids will forever miss you.

August 1, 2014

Thanks for all the fun, we all miss you.

Jackson Atanga the humble and Gentle Servant of God

July 27, 2014

It is really saddening to hear that you are no more. I knew Jackson well back in PSS Mankon. Being class of 1983 (the pioneer batch), i was one class ahead of Jackson but a class mate to his brother Wilfred Atanga. While in PSS, i remember that Jackson was very quiet and soft spoken and hard working. As the Senior Girl's prefect, Library Prefect and Education Prefect, i used to know almost all the students by name and Jackson was the kind of student that stayed out of trouble year round and was never brought infront of the disciplinary council for any misconduct. His academic records were without default during the time that i was in PSS. When i left PSS in 1983 i never saw Jackson until early 2000 in Maryland at the wake keeping of my classmate and close friend Dr Victor Pungong (RIP). When i saw him he was still the same Jackson i knew in the '80s (very calm).  There after Jackson and  his wife, Doris, visited me at my business location in Virginia around 2008. In 2010 he came to condule with me when i lost my mother. The last time i saw him was in 2012 during my husband's funeral service (Tim Komfum: RIP).
Even though i have not really been active in the PEMEXAN meetings, i have been closely following up its activities through emails and i noticed that Jackson was present at almost all meetings and went an extra mile always to see that PEMEXANWA stayed active. 
To hear that Jackson rested in the Lord as a pastor is not surprising to me. He had all the qualities of a servant of Good ( kind hearted, humble, gentle, slow to anger, loving, giving .......).
Jackson, you were really an example for some of us to follow. You walked your path, ran your race and did all you were called upon to do here on earth and may the God almighty grant you eternal rest and provide for your wife and kids and comfort all your loved ones in Jesus name. Rest in peace Jackson Atanga.
Gladys Musa
PSS Mankon Class of 1983 (Pioneer Batch) 

MILESTONE: Adieu Jackson Fonocho Atanga (R.I.P.)

July 24, 2014

"....But if life is the creation of a benevolent God, the infusion of the Divine breath; if man is not only higher than the animal, but also "a little lower than the angels"; if he has a soul, as well as a body; if his relationship is not only the "I-it" of man and nature, but the "I-Thou" of creature with Creator; and if he tempers his passions with the moral commands of an eternal, transcendent God--then death is a return to the Creator at the time of death set by the Creator, and life-after-death the only way of a just and merciful and ethical God. If life has any significance, if it is not mere happenstance, then man knows that someday his body will be replaced, even as his soul unites with eternal God........"

 ....Excerpted from "The meaning of Death" by Rabbi Maurice Lamm.


Yet another member of the class of 1984 snatched away from us! The venerable and quiet gentleman, a devoted father, husband, brother, friend,  and always affable Mr. Jackson Fonocho Atanga has ended his earthly journey far too soon! It is agonizingly painful to experience yet another loss of this magnitude. It forces one to once again examine one's own mortality; I was not even aware my friend had been ill. 

To know Fonocho was to love him. We entered PSS at the same time in September 1979.  We happened to be in the same dormitory- B1. He was a soft-spoken, quiet, yet determined and confident young man. He had a down-to-earth demeanor, which cleverly concealed a giant intellect. It was probably all these qualities which made me gravitate towards him. We became fast friends. The fact that we also lived in Ntarinkon quarters in Bamenda made it much easier to foster a friendship. We would spend not just our school days but even holidays hanging out together.

In class, Jackson was an exemplary student, very studious, excelled in the sciences especially Math and Physics. When we completed our A Levels in CCAST Bambili, Jack was awarded a full scholarship by the Cameroon government to pursue further studies in England. Upon completing his studies in the UK, Jack finally emigrated to the United States. He was equally as competitive in sports- Jack was a fierce volleyball player. As we moved from one class to the next, a strong bond developed between Jackson and his contemporaries-there was Emmanuel Ozimba, Mbah Farley, Che Philip, Anye Pascal, Kimeng Henry, Konneh Derrick, Nkangwen Ian, Njah Jonathan, Nelson Mosi, Waji Durrell & this writer;  the ladies- Edith Abam, Limen Gladys, Bih Atia, Jackie Batcha, Ndaka Flora, the late Princess Angwi Mandi Anyangwe, Njiwam Anyangwe, Helen Oyebog, Kisob Yvonne, Ndang Mildred just to name a few. He was a friend to all of us and he is already being missed more than any of us can truly express.

Fonocho was quite the generous type; he always seemed to have an abundance of "goodies"- snacks such as "cabin biscuits", fried groundnuts and corn, garri, Nido, sugar, etc at critical times in the semester when other students had depleted their stock. He had no reservations about sharing all these with his fellow dorm members. 

As I reminisce about our time together, I always seem to go back to a particular incident in PSS which helped crystallize my impression of Jack as man of impeccable character and trustworthiness. When we were in Form 4, some of us were made assistant prefects to assist the senior form 5 students who had started preparing for the GCE O' Level exams. The Principal (late Pa Memoh) appointed Jack as assistant prefect in charge of Education. He was responsible for appointing prep sergeants to supervise night studies. One evening, Jack appointed this writer to form 2A at the time, a rather rowdy and rambunctious class. As soon as I sat down at the beginning of prep, I started taking down the names of any student who uttered a sound during prep. I jotted some names down twice, even three times. At the end of prep that night, I turned in the names to Jack, who would then compile a master sheet to be used in handing out punishments after inspection on Saturdays. There were 2 students whose names had been written numerous times on the list; they immediately approached me after prep was over on the way back to the dorms. They flashed two shiny, newly-minted 500 frs CFA coins and asked me to take their names off the list in exchange for the money. I immediately acquiesced and went looking for Jack. I gave him his own 500 frs CFA coin and asked that the two fellows' names be stricken off the list. Jack looked at me with an expression of distaste or displeasure or disappointment like I had never experienced before, and in a firm voice, said "No, Edwin, go and give their money back!" I sheepishly went back and returned the money. I have often reminded Jack of this incident and we have laughed about it a lot; but this incident clearly left an indelible mark, and has remained with me as a reminder of how truly honest and incorruptible Jackson was even at that young age!

PSS Mankon has lost yet another illustrious son. PEMEXA has lost a wonderful and distinguished member. 

Well, Fonocho, off you go my friend! To meet God your maker and also your late Dad, Mr. Elias Atanga who will surely embrace you and say: "Well done Son! You fought the good fight!" 

To Doris, the children, Elise and Siga and all of the Atanga family, all I can come up with is the following quote from Washington Irving: - "There is a sacredness in tears....they are not the mark of weakness but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief.... And unspeakable love ....". May the good Lord grant you the grace and strength especially during these difficult moments.

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure. We will treasure Jack's memory forever and ever and ever.

Edwin Sama Tita.
Friend and member of class of 1984.

 

 

Man of Faith, where is your Faith??

July 21, 2014

This is my story of (My Chango- DJ) a man who had a passionate hunger for knowledge, was dedicated to his family, and loved ones, and never stopped trying to fulfil God's purpose in life. He was a dedicated and loving husband and father. In addition to that, he was the very essence of compassion, of duty, of style and of humility, a standard bearer for Christianity, someone with natural nobility& humility that was classless.

DJ always told me this “Peter, I want to make heaven”; DJ has made heaven in style. I know that, I know that, and I honor that.

Pastor Jackson lost his life far too soon. He had a lot left to accomplish and it is sad that he’s gone. However, we should not focus on the grief, but instead celebrate his life and remember all of the remarkable things DJ accomplished and how wonderful his life was.

Daddy Jack, for the seven years I have known you, it seemed like you had been together from the start. You and I were very close, you showed me many things and I admired your Christian life so much.   You stood by my family and I during difficult and joyous moments. Your home became the cradle for our three kids LaShawn, Makell and Terrell and second home for Aurelie and I for so many years. Whenever I was down, you will say "Man of Faith, Where is your Faith"    Your Aunt ‘O’(Aurelie), Lashawn, Makell, Terrell, Ma Emlily (Mbamba), Pa Donald, Sarah Martins and I appreciate you and will NEVER forget you.

“ADIEU MY CHANGO” 

Your Man of Faith 

Peter M. Martin

Victoria -Cameroon

 

Rest In Peace Daddy Jack

July 18, 2014

Daddy Jack,
                   You were endeared by everybody because of your simplicity , candor and jovial nature.
 Thank you for making such a diference in so many lives , and may your legacy inspire us to be lights in the lives of others as you were to ours.
  Only God knows His ways.
 Only non believers question His actions.
We loved you, but He loved you more.
 Rest in peace Daddy Jack ... untill we meet to part no more. 

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