I will love to have a subtle personality with strong intent to inspire.Thats what we should be as recollected in Daddy's personae. Thank you God!!

Rest in Peace Daddy

Robby 

Uncle its a pity you have to pass on before I start regretting to remind you of the good things you did for me. I honestly thought 71 was not old enough and that you still had some time. I will miss you dearly.
Do you remember our trip from Kedjom Keku to Nkambe and my first taste of gizzard at Kumbo square? That was a few months to the beginning of my secondary school days in CPC Bali and also a few months to your wedding (1975). 
Do you remember the two football encounters between PWD and Tonnere and PWD and Canon all in Douala? Yes you took me to those two matches when PWD won the quarter and semi finals of the Cup of Cameroon in 1979. That was my first trip to Douala, an interesting trip but also a sad one when my little bro passed on. Really sad as I saw my two uncles weep profusely. I miss you too Bengyela Nigel. 
The memories are many.
Do you remember  requesting for breakfast from Shen and asking me when she will be back in Cameroon to prepare the breakfast? But Uncle you made a promise which you have not fulfilled, to wait for that breakfast and the wine I promise to bring along with my doctoral certificate which you badly wanted to hold in your hand.
Yes you were the dad I had to lean on when I lost one in 1994 and another in 1998, my father inlaw. You knew these two so well and why you always had some good advise for us.
Oh your good humour will be missed, mixing kedjom and mungaka and at times Lamnso.
Uncle Lionel, Rest with the Lord. 

Papa ,daddy,
I thank God for the time you spent on earth as my father. You were such a peaceful, loving, serviceable and humble person. l strongly believe you are rejoicing with the angels and saints in heaven. The great one Rejoice! words can 't express how l felt when you gave up your last breath. Its a very big blow, difficult to accept, but i can't  question God; His will is the best. His ways the best and his thoughts the best. Papa, daddy,you have left a vacuum that will take a very long time to be filled my heart. Your Daughter
Babara Gwandua

Dearest Uncle,

It is with heartfelt sadness that we heard of your passing away. There are so many things we can say about you. However, what stood out most to us was the great affection and care you always showed the family, as well as the dignified way in which you lived. We will miss you dearly. May God grant you eternal rest as we keep your memory alive and look forward to meeting you someday.

Bernice, Marshall, Geraldine, Vanjelis and Dimitra Ngwa.

Ba Mfon,

The news hit us like a thunder-bolt! There was utter consternation… When things eventually calmed down, I secluded myself. Then my mind began to conjure up the images of some of the places and events that we shared together: CPC Bali, where we reciprocally taught one another. Grand Messa, Yaoundé, where, as close neighbors in the same apartment complex, our families became one. I thought of Biyem-Assi Lac where our mutual family life continued and blossomed. I vividly recollected that Sunday at PCC Bastos when while we were actively listening to the word of God, someone dispossessed you of your newly-acquired luxury car.

I recalled the sad events we lived together: at Kidjem-Keku to “see off” Dr. Hosea Mundi and Rev Jeremiah Mundi; the trip you and Ma Grace made to join us at Ntankah to assist us in laying my mother to rest, etc., etc.

Can I ever forget the wonderful, impromptu reception that you offered to us, the NDUNGMENS (SS Pani and my humble self) at your Bota residence? Those were the good days!!

Indelibly etched in my memory is the visit which you made to me when I was bed-ridden and your health was not at its best. Little did I know that it was the last time we would ever see one another.

Our greatest REGRET is that it has happened when we are out here in distant Minneapolis. We thank God for the life we shared. 

Collins and Eli Ngwa

This is something I used to wonder how kids do it for their parents. I don't know how to put a lifetime with a counsellor, a friend, a strict disciplinarian, a warm dad in a few words. 
Daddy all I can say is thank you for showing me how to be kind, strong, objective and independent. I also thank you for waiting for me to come from Douala and we prayed together before you went along. I really want to tell you how much you meant to me, how much I loved you and how much I will miss u but I can't find words appropriate enough to do so. This is my 10th eulogy already. I hope this one makes sense. Referring to you in the past is something I won't do because I carry you in my heart every day. I know I will find peace because I plan on honoring your ways, do the things you wanted me to and of all not stress myself (something you emphasised on in our last discussion a week before you went along). Nothing will separate our bond. I am sorry for any and all the things I ever did to hurt your feelings or disappointed you considering the fact that you were a great father and you had high expectations from us, your children. 
I have lost a dad, gained an angel and a HEAVENLY FATHER.  RIP daddy. You will be greatly missed
Your Daughter,  Aneh  

Uncle, Daddy,

It was Auntie Phoebe who rang me on that Thursday 30th June to knock my nerves numb with the news of your passing on. The period of the year we dread most in the family has once more delivered its dreaded package. Death has so stung me now that there’s not much it can do anymore. Your case is a fifth one in the last five years: 2011 my mum, 2012 my dad, 2013 my wife, 2014 my twin cousin, 2016 Uncle Dan and you. That’s that.

I prefer to look at the brighter side of things, Uncle. Your scrutinising looks, your incisive thinking, your clinically measured statements and pronouncements, your highly refined sense of humour, your soft and gentle style of living and expressing mirth and ecstasy, your lucid trend of thought about God and faith, your simplicity and ordinary overture to whoever in the comfort of your home, your high sense of reserve, self-control and discipline, the husband-father-uncle-guardian-grandfather-friend… that you have been: these are the art of the beautiful that I have collected of your life in my time. Having never known you to be a sickly person, I know how hard these past years of battling stroke have been for you. Now, I can only say it is well because I am so very sure that you are resting in the bosom of the Almighty. If I stand today to have lost my own father and now you – my guardian, I am consoled that you have not had to bury me but the reverse. It is a logical earthly end because children should bury their parents and not the other way round.

These beautiful memories I will keep of you forever, Uncle. God in His infinite mercy and love will grant you everlasting rest in the Kingdom. Farewell.

Daddy, your life with us will always be remembered. You have been the perfect
gentleman to everyone you came across. They'll always remember you for the
different things you are to them.To me, you are the man that loved your family,
loved your music, loved the world news, and you loved God.To your children,
you were a good father. You gave them the very best in life.
Every single one ofthem got the highest level of education. To Mami, you loved and cared for her all her life; even through difficult times.To your grand children and in-laws you were the peacemaker. Your role in their lives remain exemplary. I never remember you to have a quarrel with anyone. You are always there to help, advice and to give.You remained gentle and jovial up to your death. I am so proud to be yourson-in-law. It is painful to loose you now Daddy but God knows what's best. We wish you farewell as you join our father in the bossom of the Lord.Farewell the perfect gentleman.
Your Son-in-law,
Emmanuel Bantar 

My Dear Daddy,
How can I do this? It is so hard for me to sit down and write this knowing that you are gone. You, my father was everything a child could wish for. Your love, protectiveness, counsel, direction and so much more is what has made me the person I am today. You never raised your hand on us but your words and actions put the discipline we lived with. Daddy you put us first, your sweat and tears have pushed us to where we are today. How will I live now that you are gone?? How will I wake up in the morning and know that I will not hear your voice calling my name 'Kah'. This pill is so bitter and hard to swallow but I know that you are sleeping in the Lord. You made your children your testimony in this life; and God indeed blessed you with a big family. I promise to make you proud and follow your marvellous example in life; of hard work, endurance and achievements just to name a few. These last few years were hard for you yet you never complained, always telling me take it easy and take care of myself. My Daddy the love I have for you is too much; how will I carry on knowing that you are gone. The pain is so much but one thing I know is not to question God's actions. He made the call and you answered. I am consoled as I know for a fact that you are in his bossom. Farewell my Daddy, rest in the Lord till we meet again.
Your daughter
Kah. 

Ni, what can I say? I am lost in thought. I cannot imagine that just two weeks ago when we were together at your house in Limbe, you were full of life and enjoying your meal. But just in a twinkle of an eye you just went without even saying goodbye. Ni, what happened to you?

Ni, I remember when my husband, Mr.Kuma, had an accident and was hospitalised at St. Luke's hospital, you insisted on going to see him despite the fact that it was not easy to go there. Your wife had to look for means to take you there and you were so happy to see your "chango". Ni what suddenly happened to you?

I remember the family come-togethers that we always had during Christmas; the last one was at Aneh's house in Douala, where we enjoyed ourselves.Ni Christmas is coming and you will not be there. Ni what really happened to you?
Ni if there was a way that we could have held you back we would have done so. But since God does His things His own way we cannot question Him. As we loved and cherished your company, so also did God love and cherish you.
REST IN PEACE, my husband. 

I remember the holiday I spent in Yaounde. In the course of playing with Tiga I broke your picture frame. I was soo scared and waited for you to come back home from work. When you came back you asked who broke the picture and I said I was the one. You told me in simple words and in a low tone never to do that again. That alone made me to learn how to be careful in life. Uncle you will forever remain in our hearts. I will miss the days I watched you listern to music and shake your hand in particular way that proved you were really enjoying the music. Uncle I am short of words, but I know you are in a better place. May your gentle soul rest in peace.

Till we meet again,

Your nephew

Kevin Kuma 

Daddy was a man of wisdom and so soft spoken. I remember my Lourdes days with him, always giving an advice and words of encouragement.

Moving to Limbe was the best, I got to see him more often especially when he comes around my Dad's office.

 I felt so much pain when I saw Daddy down with stroke. I won't forget the day I was to travel, I paid a visit to the house and told him I m traveling to the UK as usual he adviced me and the best of them was "Bern, as you get there stay close to your Sister, you two should be very close to each other." Daddy I have, and will always be. 

I hardly say RIP to people who have died, but in your case I will because I know you are. When I saw the text from Aneneh that morning, I called and I was told the state you were in, immediately I cried unto God and told him if he asks me to choose I ll ask for you to live so that I can see you when I visit Cameroon;but if it's his will that I won't, I ask only for one thing, that you dwell in his presence forever and if there's any sin that will hinder you from getting there I stand on your behalf and plead for mercy. I said this prayer the whole morning up until I got the text from Aneh and Kah that you were gone........................   I wept but later got consoled by my prayers. Just as Samson was remembered on his dying day, God remembered You Daddy. Just as one of the thieves who hung by Jesus' side was remembered on his dying day, God remembered you. 

I weep because I will miss you but I rejoice because I know you've passed your judgement and singing to the King of All Kings and Lord of All Lords right now. 

It is well

Daddy, 
How will I even start this? The memories are so much I could write a whole book. Growing up around you was a blessing because I got to benefit from your wisdom. You were soft spoken and very calm, you would hardly raise your hand on anyone because your words would keep us regretting whatever offence we commited. I remember the names you used to call me; "Tee Tee" was my favourite. I remember how you would take me on a cruise around town in my tender age for site seeing.
JESUS! This is really difficult. You were the best father anyone could wish for. I am proud of being your son and  will make sure your legacy lives on. 
I remember how difficult it was to even study when you had that first stroke while I was abroad studying. I wonder who I will run to now for advice. I am happy you saw all your grandkids,YES! God really blessed you. 
Daddy you could have atleast warned me that you were about leaving us. Those last days that I and mum would try and carry you to put you on your wheelchair and I would joke that you are helping me grow muscles. I guess you were tired of seeing mum at her age still doing all thse things, but she never complained. If I was to go on, I would never stop, so daddy rest in peace and watch over us.
I promise i will do my best to proofmyself worthy of being your son. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.
Your Son,
Njungi Tiga 

Daddy, the love I hold within my heart for you will never change.Even though I can't remember the time, love, and laughter shared between is. I will hold the love for you dear to my heart. God spake and you where obedient to his call. So take your much needed rest. And even if we didn't get to greet, hold, and loss one another in the natural. I'll see you in the spiritual when God calls me home to rest. Again I love you with my whole heart. 

Sincerely, 

Your First born

Karen Yvonne Gwandua