God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around you,
and whispered "Come to Me".
With tearful eyes we watched you,
we watched you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly,
we could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
hard working hands now rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

Your Spirit lives on

Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit (John 12:24).

Dad, you’ve come to the end of your journey. You’ve accomplished your purpose. The race was tough but you won the race. Daddy your spirit left your body on December 10th of 2011, today December 28th 2011 your body returns to dust (Eccl 12:7 “then shall the dust return to the earth as it was and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it”.)

You may not be physically present with us today but one thing I know for sure is the life does not begin at birth nor does it end at death. Prior to your birth, you dwelled with God as spirit. Your returning home to God is the best part of that long awaited trip. We are born to die but in death we live, you live on Daddy-Oh..

You journey as has been an interesting one. You made jokes even on your dying bed and that was who you were, a fun lover, a man full of life and energy.

It’s hard for mum to comprehend why you had to leave this early, but your spirit and soul returned to God who accepted you because you were always precious in his sight. Ma Joe is in total shreds because she can’t figure out how you could leave her behind. Your in-laws came out in their numbers to mourn you, those whose lives you touched came out in their numbers to witness your home going…”A lion has fallen” some said, “ an elephant has fallen others said” whoever they said it, it hurt because you were really an icon. Many looked up to you for wisdom, guidance and direction. You were our hero.  Where do we go from here? What and how do we proceed? Lord help us thru this ordeal, teach us how to survive..we depend on you oh Lord to lead is in the way you had purposed for Dad to lead this family.

Chao Daddy- Oh..a rolling stone you were indeed…..thank you for the many wonderful years we shared. Thank you for the joy you brought, thank you for the discipline …thank you for corrections, thank you for the lessons you shared and most of all thank for the sacrifices you made..I love you dearly daddy….I miss you most….cherio pappy!!!!

The life of a legend


As I was thinking about writing a tribute to dad, I thought about the best words to describe dad’s brief but interesting life here on earth.  It’s been said a man can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad. Daddy was an amazing man who filled our hearts and minds with a thousand magical childhood memories, solid as a rock, fashionista, always serving others, never too busy for anyone, would baby sit and even change diapers, always happy and willing to share, never letting life get him down even in sickness or poverty.

Dad knows no bounds and will always be our hero, our mentor and our inspiration.

Daddy was born in Ossing village in Many Division in Cameroon...Grandma tells us dad was born in eggusi season when she had gone to wash her eggusi at the local stream in Ossing village..she says daddy was born on a stone by that river or stream  the reason why he was names Ndipanquang.

As early as age 17 when grand-daddy passed, Daddy had to return to Ossing Village, Cameroon from lagos Nigeria where he was "hussling' school and work to be a father to his sibling.

He soon met and fell in love with this young round legged woman..daddy always said that with a smile..Arrah Egbe. Together, they started with nothing and soon became parents of not only their 7 biological children but to others.

Daddy was a strong advocate of no child left behind or what some may call equal opportunity. He was a strong man of good standing.

Many will remember  him for his referee days....all it seems like it was yesterday..

many will remember the times when he was a biker...Yamaha..

Many will remember him in those days of Afro and apaga pants at liberty bar Mamfe...

Many will remember his  Mamfe Treasury days...

Many will remmeber his days in Buea..clerks quaters Buea...

Many will remmeber his bonanjo Douala days

Many will remmeber his Bounamoussadi Douala days

Many will remember his days in West Virginia and Houston TX

Daddy was never late, he was playful, principled and a mix of both disciplined and attentive...

Daddy was never too busy to run around for others, never complained..he was just a super daddy...daddy was a big brother to many, a friend, a father and grandfather at the same time..a combo we'll never find...

daddy leave behind a woman he loved and cherish, a woman who took seriously her marital vow of until death do us part, a woman who stood by his side in sickness or in health, a woman who was there until he took his last breath..He rested in peace knowing although it'll be hard for us to cope because he still did everything for us, he had to return him where he belongs....