It's with a heavy heart i pen this message , I was shocked to hear the sad news, of your sudden demise.

But I have had time to reflect and had the opportunity to speak to your sister , and Mum, they all miss you Sam. Your siblngs , mum , extended family and friends miss you already .

We would all mss you Really sad you went so early !!!!!!!

If i had to start recalling our wonderful childhood in GRA Bota full of enduring and lasting memories it will take forever , but i remember your wit ,mischief, stoicism in times of diffiulties , fun ,wisdom for cooling the flames when we got into trouble while playng "inter quartier" or escapades going into town at night , nightclubs etc .

We looked up to you because you were hip, bold , knowledgeable , slightly older , knew about girls, savvy , and deem to be wiser. But i remember you getting a bunch of us into trouble with the local Law enforcers because of one of your funny escapades.

The memory of that night still lives on with me , i had the opportunity to recall the experience with Dibo. I will always have fun memories of you , victor , your beautiful sisters , gentle Mum and your late Dad .

Dear Sam rest in perfect peace I found these words spoken by Lord Balfour , who was Prime Minister of the UK in the last century apt to share

"The best thing to give to your enemy is forgiveness;
to an opponent ,tolerance ;
to a friend , your heart;
to your child , a good example
to a father deference
to your Dear Mum , conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself ,
respect to all men charity".

I know you met the criteria of ths quote Dear Sam What is a family? Well there are many definitions, but this is one which i particularly like:

A family is people who care when you are sad Who love you no matter what, Who share your triumphs'
Who don't expect you to be perfect
Just growing with honesty In your own direction .

Rest in peace till we meet again I am sure you are already with late Dad and Ernest Ndiba your cousin enjoying their exquisite company away from the daily challenges and problems of the living ,

.How great are his signs! and how mighty are his wonders ! his kingdom is an everlasting kingdom. and his dominion is from generation to generation .

David 4:3 

Tabi Julian Ebai  

There are two days in the week upon which I never worry-two carefree days kept sacredly free from fear and apprehension.One of these days is yesterday. Yesterday...with all its cares and frets and all its pains and aches..all its faults..its mistakes and blunders, has passed forever beyond my call. And the other day that I do not worry about is tomorrow. Tomorrow....with all its possible adversities...its burdens...its perils...its large promise and poor performance...its failures and mistakes, is far beyond my mastery as its dead sister, yesterday. Tomorrow is God's day;it will be mine. There is left for myself, then, but one day in the week-today. Any man can fight battles of today. Any woman can carry the burdens of just one day;any man can resist the temptations of today. It is only when we willfully add the burdens of those two awful eternities.....yesterday and tomorrow-burdens as only our Mighty God can sustain, that we break down. It isn't the experiences of today that drive men mad. It is the remorse of what happened yesterday, and fear of what tomorrow might bring. These are God's days. Leave them to Him. Authur?????????????????????  As Jabeya's eldest cousin I want to say R.I.P. Mr. Samuel N. Epie                                                                  

I have been thinking of all the mischief that Sam was involved in when we were growing up:

Urgent bolo - during 3rd term holidays. If i have to explain this one, you did not grow up in cameroon.

Driving all the kids in Aunty Vickys volkswagen, parents had no idea. Papa used to wonder how the petrol in the car kept reducing when he only warmed up the car. No idea how sam learned to drive, he was probably 16 and we thought he was so cool.

Calling me "Aaron Ngwe" when I gave reports of the days activities

I credit you with my love for reading, I used to steal your James Hardley Chase books, then when i got the Boston strangler book and you wanted to read it first, you told Mami i was reading books that were to old for me, so she took it and gave it to you.

Dibo