Miss you dad.Que Dieu t'accueille auprès de lui.Rest in perfect peace.

Br Mathew, I was deeply saddened by the news of your passing on to glory.
It's true you had been sick for a while but you were so determined to get well, which was very encouraging. Often times we prayed together and I was personally very convinced that God Almighty will heal you.
I cannot forget the last time we met, that is, the day you landed in Douala. Little did we know that it was your last journey home. The precious moments we spent together with Eva and your dear friend Simplice and wife. You were so sure it was going to be fine.
I really thank God for your life because you were such a loving and caring person both to those you knew and to strangers. You had the good of all at heart and tried as much as you could to offer help, as far as your hands could stretch. You brought a lot of joy to Mammy these few years as you did everything to keep her comfortable.
In spite of the many more things you had lined up for our well-being, God Almighty decreed that you had finished the race, that you had fought the good fight, that you had kept the faith and that the time had come for you to go back home and be crowned with the crown of glory. We bow to His will.
Fare thee well my brother. May the good Lord grant you rest by His side.
Edith Anong nee Titang Edith

Ni, MTY, this is your docta as you use to call,
I can not fill my hearts with pain and sorrow,
But I will remember you in every tomorrow.
I Remember the joy, the laughter, the smiles,
You have only gone to rest a little while till we meet soon.
Although leaving me causes pain and grief,
your going without pains has eased my hurt,
and given me relief. I remember our laughter in Berlin in May this year and only few weeks later you are gone.
Ni I remember you, not as you are now, but as you used to be.
Ni a lots of questions remain to be answer, But in all I thank God for using you to create impact in my life.
RIP MTY
(your friend , Dr. Njimona Ibrahim)

In loving memory of our beloved brother MTY, we'll never forget how you affected people of all ages @home and abroad, we'll never forget how you contributed in changing lives especially the youths of Kom with your annual football jamboree. Komrades all over the globe are still in disbelief because the exit was so abrupt.
RIPP brother, adieu MTY.

Honorable Mathew of German Cameroon Grassland Association i will for ever miss you  and will always remain thankful for all the support and words of encouragement i remembered when you attended Bali meeting in 2001 with Mr Nyongo to talk about the creation of Grassland Association as an umbrella association, Secondly when you attended my Wedding in 2002 with your wife who is also of late, thirdly when you nominated me for the post of Vice president of Grassland Hon Mathew I will always live to remember all your good advices and all the great jokes especially during Grassland meetings may your gentle soul and that of your wife Frau Gabi rest in perfect peace

Mathieu TUM YOUNG, MTY, NI, as we call you.
words can not express the sadness and Pains I have Inside me. Little did I know that you will be the next. My Father, my Friend, I remember always when I meet you, I always kneel before you to greet you as Tradition Demands and your Response will be get up my son and you will shout at me for not contacting you but after say to me, it is well with you my son, enjoy yourself. Your friendship and Father Love to me was a Blessing And I will miss you. I will miss the Advises you always gave to me whenever we meet.
NI, whenever you speak to me You brightened up my days, your words brought me so Much happiness, With your kind and loving ways, You lifted up my spirits No matter what was happening, You knew just what to do or the words to use, through all the ups and down, I had in life, you always had a word of encouragement to give.
I remember all those moments we spent together. The MTY JUJU DANCE, Berlin MARATON under the cool etc.
I remember all the jokes we shared.
I am trying not to shed Tears, but I have to say Goodbye and hope we meet on the other side one day. REST IN PEACE.
From your SON
Jordan von PALAH

My loving son,
Who shall come to Cameroon on yearly basis to visit me? Who shall ever bring baked chicken from Europe to Cameroon for me? Who shall lie down on my bed to close discussion? Who shall bury my sister and me? It is unbearable, it is horrible to bear. You told me to come to Bamenda and enjoy for at least a month with you because I have given birth to children and need to enjoy the fruits of my labour, is this all about the enjoyment?
What a disgrace. Forever I will miss you Adieu son.R.I.P
Your mother
Mama Susana Tang

Uncle Matthew, I was more than devastated when Daddy called me and told me you were no more. I saw you vividly when we were discussing in our house how you will take me to Germany. We had our own plans but God had His own. It is the will of God that has prevailed and we mortals have no choice.
Farewell Uncle Matthew until we meet again to part no more!
Ankini Nke (niece)

Bowain what a disgrace, who will take care of woinda, it is so shameful and shocking! How wicked you are death, am short of words. I love you and I will miss you. Fare thee well.
Rest in peace.
Wainky Mary theresia nena.

What a shock! if I want to question I will have so many rhetorical questions, who shall ever transfer credit to me from Europe something I never knew could happen, which senior broth shall ever share his opinion with me and question "what do you think" I often say no to okada when you come to Cameroon. Your sickness came as a shock but I was relieved because you came to Cameroon and I thought I will take care of you so that we shall have testimonies to share when you get well.
On that fateful Wednesday at 7:39 God said Mathieu my servant come home .what a loss to the entire family and the public at large, I really wish I could still receive the call "nawain kom" let me reply "bobe Germany" you promised to expand my business when the crisis was over. God the grief is more than me to bear ,we loved you but God loved you more.R.I.P.
Your kid sister Achimbom Florence .

It is a very painful thing to believe that you are gone because I can't forget the beautiful moments we spent together especially when you asked me to promise to dance for you every morning before going to work and I did promise. I was and I am very grateful to have someone like you and call dad, it was a painful day waking up to such terrible news of your passing. Rest in peace!.
Faith Njang.

My most beloved one
I will never have this chance, blessing and love sharing with you the last years, months, days, minutes and seconds of your life. Wednesday 19th 2018 will always remain as a shock to me and our son who am still trying to explain to him that you are not coming back home. When you slept forever in my arms my world came crushing. The past two months when you returned home, the pains you were going through were unbearable, but you assured me everything will be fine.
Daddy MTY, as I always called you, who will kongosa with me again, who will help me take care of our son? You were the only person we depended on while you were alive. Now that you are gone who will take care of us? MTY you've left me speechless. You've left me asking myself a lot of questions why? Why? Why?.
As tears flow from my eyes with a heart heavy with the weight of losing you, I will also celebrate your life because it was worth celebrating. As a wife there were times I sat and looked at you and said, thank you Lord for blessing me with such a fine, jovial and caring husband, I pray our son becomes everything you were. You have taught me the true meaning of living, you were and still an inspiration to all. With a heart that radiated love and warmth throughout our lives. You will truly be missed and forever be remembered. I love you MTY. May your soul rest in perfect peace till we meet again to part no more.
                      
Victorine Nkumi.

Daddy, it is really hard to say you are dead, I really miss you and your fun. We loved you but God loved you most. All I can say is God knows why.
I wish uncle MTY that you could remember all the plans we were making hoping you will get well, all I can say again is God knows why. I will forever miss you. Rest in peace uncle MTY
Nayah Malex.

My dear MTY
You died in my arms. What a shock! Even when the doctor confirmed your death I thought he was joking and I questioned him “are you serious?” His reply "they don't joke with death", your last words before you died are still fresh in my memory because you talked till the point of your death. You told me that when you get well you will offer a Thanksgiving Mass and my gift is going to be a tool box you t from Germany. Your jokes on your sick bed were more than those of a healthy person. .Who will ask me " bobe have you eaten?" and say these women in this house should be taking care of you. You comforted me in your sick bed. I loved you but God loved you most.
Adieu MTY
Your brother in-law
Nuh Francis buh.

Words alone will never suffice expressing just how much I hurt at the moment, thinking about those last hours of Pa Titang before his exiting the world and you taking him to the morgue. I remember the day before Pa's interment when you went to a corner of the house Up Station and wept uncontrollably and I had to hold you telling you " uncle Matthew it is ok". I remember your sleepless nights, making sure everything went well with the planning. Now I speak of you in the past...Lord this hurts....I must sincerely admit Uncle Matt that you were a true inspiration to me, and I know, to many. You had so much life in you, so much concern for the family. When I called after your diagnosis, the first thing you said was " Fien, wona di fear na weti" and you laughed... My heart bleeds when I think of Mami CK (mami mbang, mbuoin duion), your trips to Bafoussam with her for her eye surgery. Everything seems like yesterday, but now I talk about you in the past. You touched my life in so many ways. How I wish we had more time together. I'll forever miss you sweet uncle...God gives, He has taken. Who are we to question?
Greetings to the Erics, Pa CK, Pa and Ma Titang, Sis. Grace, Uncle Joe and Michael...May your soul find rest at the bosom of your maker....Adieu Uncle Matt.
Little sis Fien Titang.

Now they both gone
Tell me how to move on
All these Icon way Die 2 young
Tell me How should I Keep go along
Rest in Peace Rest in Peace Rest in Peace
you'll never dissappear out of ma memories
Rest in Peace Rest in Peace Rest in Peace
Never thought it happen
But I hope u land on heaven
Had 2 take Damage with me when I got the Message
Why does it always hit on Icons
That never earned it
I always felt the joy with u since I was a small Kid
20-18 all those Icons fall in Tragic
But Since u left the world I've been
Going through some Paranoia
not everyone is loyal
Now they both gone
Tell me how to move on
All these Icon way Die 2 young
Tell me How should I Keep go along
Rest in Peace Rest in Peace Rest in Peace
you'll never dissappear out of ma memories
Rest in Peace Rest in Peace Rest in Peace
Im so thankfull that I even met u in ma life
I'll always keep u in ma mind as ma own life sign
May u get the best condition on ur paradise
Cancer, Overdose and bullets
Man this world crazy
Gone or not I know u gonna still look after me
Gone or not you'll stay a part of our family
Now ur eyes are closed I hope ur land now safely home
Unexpected I was hoping that you're safely trough
A silent minute ain't equals how much I miss u
There were no words for real<
Except the drop of ma own tears
A visit 2 ur grave is not the same like in the days
pass away because u didn't make it till the gate

Daddy, I felt distressed in my heart watching a video of you going through so much pains in your sick bed in Bamenda. I cried and prayed to God to help you, to heal you and make you strong and healthy again. I just wanted you to live. You told me you were going to Cameroon and will be back soon, but it was hard for me to understand when my mum told me you were gone to heaven and won't be back any time soon as I'd expected. I am yet to come to terms with the truth. "Is it really true that I will no longer see you here but in heaven? I am yet to understand what's going on. I am just a little Boy! I miss you daddy!
"Oh God, that new person that entered heaven recently on the 19th of September is my dad. Please receive him and give him a home. Please God, take away his pains and give him rest"
I miss you and will always love you daddy.

Missing my dad!

Matthew Young Jr. (Son)

Words alone will never suffice expressing just how much I hurt at the moment, thinking about those last hours of Pa Titang before his exiting the world and you taking him to the morgue. I remember the day before Pa's interment when you went to a corner of the house Up Station and wept uncontrollably and I had to hold you telling you " uncle Matthew it is ok". I remember your sleepless nights, making sure everything went well with the planning. Now I speak of you in the past...Lord this hurts....I must sincerely admit Uncle Matt that you were a true inspiration to me, and I know, to many. You had so much life in you, so much concern for the family. When I called after your diagnosis, the first thing you said was " Fien, wona di fear na weti" and you laughed... My heart bleeds when I think of Mami CK (mami mbang, mbuoin duion), your trips to Bafoussam with her for her eye surgery. Everything seems like yesterday, but now I talk about you in the past. You touched my life in so many ways. How I wish we had more time together. I'll forever miss you sweet uncle...God gives, He has taken. Who are we to question?
Greetings to the Erics, Pa CK, Pa and Ma Titang, Sis. Grace, Uncle Joe and Michael...May your soul find rest at the bosom of your maker....Adieu Uncle Matt.
Little sis Fien Titang Helen.

Daddy
     You told me that you are going to the hospital and that when you come back we will go to Germany, I have been waiting for you since but mama tells me you won't come back,I don't know where you are but if where you are will make you not to be sick again bye bye daddy I will miss you.
Eric Alan (Son)

The news of your death came to me as a shock. I still really can't believe you are no more, My father knew you were looking after us, You have left a very incomplete job uncle. I will miss you.I pray you find rest in the bosom of the Lord.
Chitu (niece)

TRIBUTE TO MATHIEU TUM YONG.
A CUP FULL OF TEARS
How I wish the memories I have of you are still to be re-echoed!
How I wish all that passed some years ago could have a replay!
How I wish, I still could spend those lovely moments with you and Gabi along the streets of Berlin!
How I wish I could again dance by your side to the melodies of the xylophone as we demonstrated the culture we so cherished and stood for!
How I wish I could again be your SG when as President you manned the activities of the Grassland Kultur Ev.
These are all but wishes for nay again shall be of sort. Gone they are and only memories of them we can beget. The misery of death is had to bear and the pain of it when much is desired. Day and night you stood by all amidst the odds and racist trends. A life, many you gave and personality in them you made. I for one a proof to see. The opportunity to learn and bring the best from within you did me give. A man I am many in the same path by to bring. I never a day will you forget, for the adventures and challenges we did together face.
Adieu my friend Mathieu till that day when we all shall see again at the blast of the master’s call. At then death no power shall have and never again shall us separate. Adieu my friend and bring my regards with you to Gabi, for I see the desire to be with her as barely months after she begun, so quick were you with her to be. I sorrow nay, for I know in truth, the place you are, is better than where from you came.
Adieu Mathieu, Adieu. Till we meet again with the Lord to stay, our earthly regards to those that went ahead. Bobbys again you’ll meet and Gabi, Romaric and all whose pain you bore when they ahead did go.
Adieu, my brother, adieu my friend Adieu Ni Mathieu! Adieu!
Kongnso L. Cyrille
2nd October 2018.

Herr Mathieue, Matthew my man! Sweet memories of how we started off at Djichami some close to 50 years ago. 50 years indeed! we were just about 8 years at the time. You had just come with Eric and I was alone with mum and dad. Oh, No! With Angeline. And Chrysogonus was just born and it was our pleasure to have a baby. Alas! Eric, Chrysogonus, Angeline are all gone! Daddy Sylvester and Daddy CK all gone. Mam Beatrice who nourished and nurtured us is gone. May their souls rest in perfect peace! Now you are gone! When is my own turn? Soon? Only God knows.
I remember the hot fufucorn they used to dish to us. All of us ate from one dish. All of us slept on one (bamboo) bed and we always fought who will sleep in front. In fact it was the elder to sleep in front but since you were stronger than me you thought you were older. Dad and mum solved this dispute when they both testified I was older that you with four months, that is, while I was born on 26th December 1960 you were born on 30th April 1961. And the quarrels ended. I now had the power to remove a slice of meat before you from our common plate of soup and you slept behind me on the bed. 
I recall how we went for cricket hunting and we will come home and fry some and eat fufucorn. We will go hunting, dismantling stone heaps from the farm and catching rats. During the dry season we will comb the bushes around our compound to search for the eggs of bush fowl (partridges) which we attempted to give hens to hatch but were never successful.
We all attended school at RCM Djichami and sometimes we fought many times on the way before reaching the house. But you always carried the day. You had been a strong guy from childhood. You maintained this strength. We maintained our love up to this fateful day that God called you and deprived me of you forever. We apparently maintained the love our fathers, Casmir and Sylvester had, for they were like twins and none could do anything without consulting the other.
You demonstrated this love and confidence in me while you were at home and in Germany. I can not fail to mention that you gave me some of the most expensive suits I have worn. You were always conscious of my passion for computers and never missed to get me one when the opportunity arises. And more. Thank you brother.
You gave me great honour when you and Gabi would come and spend some days with me. And the bottles will keep rattling and crackling.
Matthew, you strove hard to help humanity and you did your utmost best. God will reward you for all you did. One can never do better than his best and God knows that. Now that you are gone, I can say I have lost a very useful collaborator, brother and friend.
My dear brother, fare thee well. We shall meet again never to part anymore.
I wonder where all these brothers and sisters have all gone to. Raphael opened the way in 1970, Michael followed many years after in 1998. We thought since this gap between him and Raphael was long the gap between Mike and the next person will be the same or longer. But Bang! Sister Grace followed in 2000, as if enough was not enough eight months after Joe followed, the 2002 Angeline. Even the most annoying thing with these ones is that none even lay in bed like you before their demise. They were all sudden deaths. At some moment we even felt ashamed to go to the compound in Njinikom again with a dead sibling. One year after Timchia took his turn. Then Eric, Stella, then Emelda. I will name who and leave who. May all their souls rest in perfect peace in the bosom of the Lord! And let perpetual light shine upon them.
Requiem aeternam dona Mattthew Domine! Requiescat in pace in saecularum!
Nke Val

Matthew! Matthew! In short I don’t know what to even say to you right now. Why did you make me believe you are going to make it? I was never prepared for this. This is yet another painful pill for me to swallow (watched my 6 siblings lives fade away just like that) You and I always strategize together. We always find ways to make things better. Now you have left me. You know how many siblings we have buried! You could have at least pitied us. But my brother I cannot even blame you, the suffering was too much. There were days I would call and hear you cry, like a baby and I couldn’t help you calm your torments
My little bro, go and rest. You tried your best. I love you 
Sister Pru

Uncle, I couldn’t write this tribute without getting closure from you. You told me you were going to make it, you will be fine but then what happened? I can’t even question you neither can I question God. This world didn’t deserve you with its so much cruelty and wickedness. Like you told me in my dream you are happy and at peace. As long as there is no more pain and sickness then it’s ok. I will surely miss our discussions and arguments. You always sought my advice when taking certain decisions and it’s funny how your sisters always sent me to talk to you about things they felt they couldn’t come to you directly. That alone tells me where you placed me in your heart. I can’t ask God for a better uncle, great pillar and support. Though I still have questions that need answers, though I still worry about the so many untimely deaths our family has experienced, I know it’s not my place but God’s. Which is why I am rest assured He is still on the throne and will surely give us answers in due time. I pray for your soul to have the peace it deserves. Watch over us ok! I love you so much.
Edith Nayah (Niece)

                An Eulogy for Tum Young Mathieu.
Kimeng S. Njuakom

Fifty five years, after.
The sixth child and the fourth boy, in a family of Nine.
The sixth child to be buried by mama C.K.
A record, unbelievable; Too young to be gone!
Everyday in tears, can`t still recollect,
situate or apportion blames on a corpse.
Please brother! Eight months after the death of Gabi.
Please, please! The oath, the code!
Uncoded messages you gave, but the code you forgot.
Mum, still waiting to see you, aunts hoping to see you,
Uncles, cousins and well wishers wishing to see you.
Your sons, waiting at the entrance, on both posts.
Oh! No! No! No!
The drying line where everyone could hang a string!
(He took, Everyone`s problem as his.)
The waste basket which was always emptied
(As he always said, my belly no be store.).
Please, brother the code you forgot.
Minette, Mathew Junior and Alan can`t fine the code.
Please! Help us uncover this mystery.
When did cancerous pancreas become infectious?
The oath, the code! ????????????????????????.
Please, please, please, brother help us unravel this.
You were a poker, a joker, a teaser, full of humour!
You joked and comforted some of the seriously ill
patients in the hospital.
They will be sad to hear you have gone too soon
Farewell brother! Some of those instances in life
where you can not spell, ìS´.
In the circumstances you left us, gone like a candle
in the wind, I will still remind you about the code.
Rest in perfect peace with Gabi Steiner.
Till we meet to part no more.

                  I MISS MY DAD-IN-LAW

He loved me for who I was and accepted me as his own son. Father in-laws are strong for a reason ,and their strength gives us a sense of protection. Now that you are in heaven dad I know you will continue to protect me and your daughter you loved so much .Thanks for being my father in-law, I will always love you and miss you, until we meet again .
FELIX son in-law

Good bye is the saddest word we ever heard. A million times I have needed you, A million times I have cried, if love alone could save you, you never would have died daddy. In life I loved you dearly daddy, in death I love you still. In my heart you hold a place, dad, no one can fill. A thousand words won't bring you back, neither will a sea of tears .I did all I could to save your life daddy to no avail .You left behind my broken heart and precious memories too. But I never wanted memories, I only wanted daddy.
SLEEP IN THE LORD'S BOSOM
Daughter Minnette

Tribute To My Dearest Uncle
As a little boy, I remember him being so kind and motivational, not sure I would ever forget the very first sports shoes he sent to me and my kid sisters during Xmas 1999, so happy and excited we were that Xmas. It is and shall ever remain my best childhood memory of my uncle. He had a great sense of humor that rubbed off on anyone near him and an unrelenting passion for sports. He was a serious and disciplined man, never resisting the opportunity to have a laugh with friends and loved ones.
Duty, Family, Reliability, Honor, Dignity and Respect: these are all qualities that my uncle not only held in high esteem but practiced every day during his time on earth.
Dear Uncle Mathew, you will Forever remain in our hearts. Rest in Perfect Peace.
Samuel Komfum

My heart bleeds, my beloved brother Mathieu Tum Young is no more. I did all I could to save your life but unfortunately God had the last say. It’s funny because you assured me you were fine yet you left in such an untimely way. MTY you didn’t have to die like this exactly 6 months after the demise of your lovely wife Gabby. How do I start explaining to our beloved mother? What do I tell her happened to her only pillar left? Chai God! I need answers. Help me Father! What has happened to my 6 siblings and a nephew? Why has the Devil decided to punish my mother like this? MTY you rather not have died. You know Mami’s heart cannot take any more shocking news regarding her children! What happened to all your plans to make your mother happy while she still has time on earth? What happened to your plans of helping people you do not even know? So ambitious, focused and compassionate! Matthew as it stands I am confused. You are the one who planned and organized occasions like this. Please, bro tell me where to start? Chai! My head can explode! Lord help me. I am broken but I know you will give me strength. In short let me leave you to rest, bro. Let me not be quarreling with someone who will not answer me any more. But God knows I love you so much.
Chitu Dorothy (Sister)

I wish we had the power and ability to ask God questions,
right before our eyes we watch our loved ones pass away,
I wish we had the power to ask God questions,
we watch them leave us unexpectedly,
I still wish we could ask God questions,
death came to me when I barely could understand the philosophy behind it.
MTY as I preferred calling you,
you've created a void in our lives,
you will be forever missed,
Hold up!!!can't believe am writing a tribute to you MTY.this is surreal,
again I wish I had the power to ask God why.
Journey on well, my dear uncle.
I miss you !
Your niece. Nayah.

"If you do not want to be forgotten as soon as you are gone you either do things worth writing or write things worth reading".
Mathew did a lot for himself, his family, his community both at home and abroad and especially Kom. Bo Mukum as I called him will forever be missed by all whose lives he torched all over the world.
You lived a good life my brother and have gone peacefully to be in a better place. Rest in peace brother.

Oh! death, where is your victory? Death where is your sting? MTY you shocked us all by just "myking like that" and we hear a "No more". So I can no more see you? Is it true that I will no more get very early morning calls from you? Now I get up to wait for those calls and they do not come. even the "I cannot sleep" ones. Well we give God the glory for everything since he is our author and finisher of our faith.
My PAPA in DE, May you Rest In Perfect Peace and prepare a way for us left behind. I will really miss you. Not to talk about you Grannys.