One year is gone but I still see Papa and Mami in the compound. I can still hear their voices. I can see Mami preparing chua. I can still smell the shah. I can hear Papa admonishing Beckley and Pepito. I can see Julie and I lying on our bed adjusting the fan.
The memories of the Fawoh home will live with me forever. Thank you for being my second parents when many turned their backs on me. May your souls have peace. Love always Julie, Mami, Papa. Thank you for all the love and lessons
Dangwa

Our dear father, your simplicity in life is a big lesson to us. Jesus Christ your master led a simple life, and you followed in his footsteps. I know you are already with him. Sleep well Papa and greet Mami and sister Julie for us.

When death comes, it brings with it the memories of the past. Papa mad mami Fawoh, you both were my second parents in Limbe.

Memories of Julie who got me close to you will always be cherished. As you reunite with these two, may your Maker give you rest. May he remember your good deeds, your generosity, your open door policy to me and many others.

Papa"s house was always full....more than ten mouths to feed! Oh, how mami will cook for all. The chua which I always enjoyed....I remember how papa will return and ask if I had eaten! As if I were a child.

Papa, thank you for teaching me to show love to STRANGERS....I know your children have also copied this.
In the great beyond, where you are now, may your good deeds speak for you.

Rest in peace papa. You fought a good fight, ran the race and my prayer is that yoyr creator will crown you...his faithful servant.

Your daughter, Mojoko

Papa, as we always called you. I am grateful to God for the father you were to me, my family, and to many. I remember how caring and loving you were to us especially in our childhood. A father who cared about the well being of the kids around him, and treated all without discrimination.
Papa, the memories of your home being a place of safety will never fade. I used to run to your home when I was afraid of being beaten ( of course for doing something wrong) because I knew you will be at home to help me. I came home to present my husband to you and late mami in 2018 and you were both happy and welcoming as always. The last word I remembered was " maybe next time you come we might not be alive." I said no to it within me because I wanted to see you and mami as long as God kept you. Hmm, God's will has been done and who are we to question it.
Your legacy will continue to live on for who you were to the community. We love you but God loves you more. Adieu papa.

Ellen Nsangong Epse Chia

Just when we had hope that Pa Fawoh would recover, we received the news that we all dreaded: his passing on to eternity. We needed him here longer but he had finished his assignment and God called him home. While it is a loss for the Fawoh family and for us all, we thank God because papa is in a better place, having put his trust in Jesus and served him faithfully till the end. A man of integrity and a father to many, Pa Fawoh will be greatly missed. I am grateful for his fatherly love towards our family. May God grant his peace to the Fawoh family during these difficult times.

First off, I like to extend our deepest condolences to the Fawoh family. Our families have merged over the years to one and doing life together. We have lost a father, a dedicated goal getter, an architect of peaceful community living in Pa Fawoh. From my young years to adulthood my sibling and parents have closely interacted with Pa Fawoh in all aspects of life. His simple choice of life made it easy for everyone to access his very kind heart. I belief most new born children in the neighborhood started walking fast thanks to his creative wood carven kid walkers. At the level of the church, he played a key role in promoting advancing the gospel through his giving and participation. As the youngest of those in the men's fellowship at the time, I enjoyed our interactions and Pa's quest for excellence. He was a fierce advocate for right living and wanted everything to be properly done. My childhood best friend, Philemon and I made our homes our home. Our sibling interacted and respected each other genuinely. Our parents did not distinguish one as the Fawohs or the Nganjis. I cannot recall anytime our parents quarreled, rather alot of eating together, farming together, standing for each other. Pa Fawoh was more of a brother to my late dad just as late Ma Fawoh was a sister to my mom. I have reflected severally on the losts we have recorded and come to terms with Ecclesiastes 3- a time to be born, a time to die. God's design for life is ultimate and this hard part of life lives on from generations to generations. We will continue to laugh together, we will continue to weep together. What consoles us is that someday we would be stuck together to part no more. Sickness, curses, struggles would be an ancient concept, we will be free and happy expressing our love to our creator in endless songs of praise and worship. Rest well our loved ones, gone before , Pa Fawoh being the latest of them all. Farewell!

Life they say is so short. Indeed it short. I lived most part of childhood far from the family, the closest person being Nelson. But when I started working, I became close to pa Fawoh. Even in church when young people started handling events or positions, I became close this wonderful father. His type is rare. Pa Fawoh was jovial, always fun to be with, creative, easy to understand, God fearing. He was really a rare germ. May he rest well.
 Nanje Lawrence

Pah Fawoh was always a simple man. That's what I loved about him. He did what he needed to and didn't seek any recognition. That left a significant impact on me as a young man growing up in New Town

I am so sorry for your loss brother. Take courage. God will console your family.