Ndambi Marie Epse Ukum

Oh my dear brother, Ndambi Paul, I used to call you P.A the initials of your name & because of the special bond we shared. You were a very funny and joyful person. You loved cracking jokes, and you often spoke in parables. It took me some time to fully understand your unique way of communicating, but I later realized that it was part of what made you special. You hardly ever got angry. Even when people misunderstood you, you would simply laugh and twist your words in a way that helped them understand what you were trying to say. Your way of expressing yourself was different, but it carried wisdom, humor, and meaning. I called you “archives” because you had a remarkable way of keeping records and storing information. You remembered things so well. You were the one who gave me my baptism card , something I never dreamed I would receive, and that memory will forever remain precious to me. You were truly a kind brother, a storyteller, and someone who always encouraged us to talk about the past and share our memories. Your stories brought laughter and connected us to our roots. Oh P.A., you are gone, and I will miss hearing your stories and your unique way of making us smile. Your memories will forever live in my heart. My kids & I will miss you deeply, uncle P. A. Rest well, my dear brother. Rest in peace. I love you, but God loves you more Rest In Peace, Brother PA