Ni Martin Anyangwe
Ni Martin Anyangwe
Service
Funeral Service
PCC Beltsville
9840 Mallard Dr Laurel, MD 20708
10/18/2025
12:00pm - 2:00pm
Celebration of Life
The Hampton Conference Center
207 Westhampton Place, Capitol Heights, MD 20743
6:00pm -
Dear friends and family of Martin Anyangwe,
In the tapestry of our lives, there are threads of love, kindness, and friendship that leave an indelible mark on our hearts. Martin, you were one such thread, vibrant, compassionate, and deeply cherished.
With a heart that mirrored the love of Christ, you lived a life of generosity and warmth. Your arrival in the United States was met with open arms, and you repaid that kindness tenfold through acts of love and fellowship. Who could forget the dinner you graciously hosted, treating an old friend to a meal in one of the local restaurants, a gesture you spoke of as a gift, underscoring the beauty of your spirit?
In the twilight of your time with us, you shared one final act of kindness. Inviting us and a dear friend from Cameroon to dinner, you then insisted on driving him home late into the night. Little did we know that supper would be our last. Yet in that moment, your love shone brightest
,a love for humanity that transcended boundaries and touched souls.
Martin, your journey to eternity does not erase the memories we hold dear. Your love for people, your readiness to give, and your quiet strength in friendship are gifts we will treasure forever. As we mourn your passing, we celebrate a life that left an imprint of love on all you met.
May your memory be a blessing, and may the peace of God accompany you on your eternal path. Your love for humanity travels with you.
With deepest sorrow and enduring gratitude,
Colonel George Mugri
Dear friends and family of Martin Anyangwe,
In the tapestry of our lives, there are threads of love, kindness, and friendship that leave an indelible mark on our hearts. Martin, you were one such thread, vibrant, compassionate, and deeply cherished.
With a heart that mirrored the love of Christ, you lived a life of generosity and warmth. Your arrival in the United States was met with open arms, and you repaid that kindness tenfold through acts of love and fellowship. Who could forget the dinner you graciously hosted, treating an old friend to a meal in one of the local restaurants, a gesture you spoke of as a gift, underscoring the beauty of your spirit?
In the twilight of your time with us, you shared one final act of kindness. Inviting us and a dear friend from Cameroon to dinner, you then insisted on driving him home late into the night. Little did we know that supper would be our last. Yet in that moment, your love shone brightest
,a love for humanity that transcended boundaries and touched souls.
Martin, your journey to eternity does not erase the memories we hold dear. Your love for people, your readiness to give, and your quiet strength in friendship are gifts we will treasure forever. As we mourn your passing, we celebrate a life that left an imprint of love on all you met.
May your memory be a blessing, and may the peace of God accompany you on your eternal path. Your love for humanity travels with you.
With deepest sorrow and enduring gratitude,
George Mugri
Eulogy for Ni Martin Anyangwe:
Today, (talking about tomorrow)as we gather to honor and celebrate the life of our beloved Father, Brother, and Friend — Ni Martin Anyangwe — we do so with hearts full of both sorrow and gratitude.
In these past days of preparation for his funeral, a most surprising and sacred revelation came to light — the discovery of a hidden Will that Martin left behind for Profs Carlson/Stella Anyangwe, two respected and cherished members of The Royal Family.
It turns out that, while you sojourn to Uncle Sam’s Country to spend some summer time with family and friends, Martin had already made plans — divine plans, it seems.
He had chosen September 7, 2025, (a reception for both of you) as the day to unveil his Will — a special day meant to bring family and close friends together in celebration and reflection. That day would have been only six days after his peaceful passing onto Glory, on September 1, 2025.
In his message, Martin wrote these profound words:
“I have entrusted you with the planning of my funeral, for I have completed my earthly mission, and I am returning to my Heavenly Father.”
And to Carl and Stella, he added:
“As you mourn for my departure with our loved ones, you will reside in one of the rooms of my earthly home, at 3100 Ellicott Road, as you await my intervention for your eternal home, in the Heavenly Kingdom.”
Such faith. Such peace. Such assurance, is the promises of God.
As we prepare to lay our Father and Brother to rest on Saturday, October 18, 2025, we recognize that even through this unexpected turn of events, a divine hand has guided us all.
The spirit of unity and collaboration we’ve witnessed throughout the planning of his home-going, is proof that, indeed, the Lord’s ways are mysterious, yet perfect.
And as you return to the Rainbow Nation — South Africa — remember these words:
You came, you saw, you served, and you fulfilled your duty.
That is why today, Martin is being celebrated across continents — in the United States, in Yaoundé, and in his beloved native land, Oshie.
His legacy has touched hearts far and wide.
May his memory continue to bless us all.
To the members of the Planning Committee — through the passing of “The Son of Man,” we have learned new ways of doing things, new ways of serving, and new ways of standing together.
The question now is: who among us will carry on his example tomorrow?
Courage, my brothers and sisters. Courage!!!
And to the dear children that the Father has left behind — know this:
You are covered by the Blood of Christ.
His love surrounds you. His faith sustains you.
So today I say —
Farewell, to Bu—Toh
Farewell, beloved members of the Royal Family of Bughen.
And farewell, our dear Prince — Ni Martin Anyangwe.
May your soul rest in perfect peace, until we meet again.
Oscar Agyingi ( a wounded lonely Voice)
Memento to Martin Anyangwe by John Fombe
Martin Anyangwe( Roly Martin) came from Bilingual Grammer School Man ‘O’ War Bay.
I came from Sacred Heart College, Mankon.
But we met in CCAST Bambili in 1969.
In CCAST Bambili,
we were in the same dormitory(first year).
We did two subjects, Physics and Mathematics together.
His third subjects was Applied Mathematics
and mine was Chemistry.
As faith would have it, we later worked in Cameroons Developent Corporate. That was in 1980 until we retired.
He lived in House 15, and I lived in House 14, SS Quaters.
He nicknamed me Ni Babs, and I called him the Son of Man.
We lived a closed life – our family.
Passing away of Rolly Martin was a great shock to me.
As Shakespeare puts it,
“He was a friend, faithful and just to me.”
To his children and grandchildren, I know you had a loving father.
To his friends, we had a lovable person.
I would imagine Rolly Martin saying to us he died:
“Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me?
I have lived my life, and that which I have done
May He within Himself make pure! but thou,
If thou shouldst never see my face again,
Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice
Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
For what are men better than sheep or goats,
That nourish a blind life within the brain,
If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer;
Both for themselves and those who call them friend?”
(Lord Tennyson, Morte d’arthur)
Fair thee well. Therefore, let us pray for his soul 🙏 🙏🙏
My dear Brother, Mentor and Friend .
I’m yet to come to a reality and accept that I’ll never see you again. We’re together everyday prior to the accident talking about Family UNITY, is your departure the Grand-Family re-union we promised the family during Princely’s send-party
in your residence bro?
I’m speechless, shock and still not convinced. You ‘ve left a very big -vacuum in my mind. The suffering during the impact is unimaginable.
God alone knows why.
Adieu Bro.
Senior Prince Wycliff Fonda Anyangwe
🌹My Kind Tribute to My Dear Uncle Ni Martin Anyangwe🌹
You were more than an uncle, you were a beacon of love, wisdom, and unity.
Your kindness touched every heart, your strength held our family together, and your gentle words always carried peace.
I still remember the day I came to you, unsure of what to do after my first degree. You smiled and said, “Go further, reach the higher heights” Those words became the wind beneath my wings,
guiding me to greater heights today.
You believed in me before I believed in myself. You gave without asking, loved without measure, and left behind a legacy of compassion that will never fade.
You have been and will forever be a true blessing to our family. Your memory lives in our hearts, and your spirit continues to inspire.
The kids are saddened by your departure, and remain grateful for your grandfatherly love and support.
❤️ I am forever grateful and will miss you ❤️
FAREWELL TO MARTIN ANYANGWE
News of Mr. Martin Anyangwe’s sudden death was for my wife and I the greatest shock of 2025! We are yet to come to terms with this news. Martin and I first met in 1979 as students of CCAST Bambili. We were both active members of the Student Christian Movement which has kept us together for years. After we reconnected in the USA, I discovered that Mr. Anyangwe was very committed to the church as a writer and involvement in the church through many activities of church life. His death constitutes a big loss for many. May he rest in peace with God his Creator. God bless and protect the family 🙏.
Very Rev. Dr. Festus Asana. Moderator Emeritus, PCC.
A Poem Titled “THE MANY FACETS OF AN UNFORGETTABLE MAN CALLED PRINCE MARTIN ANYANGWE”
They called you Son of Man, a true mover and shaker
A mirror of wisdom, in all that you did
Ni Martin, sociable and funny, the spark who lit every space
With self-confidence, truth, and unshakable grace
Father, uncle, brother, family-oriented and proud
In every gathering, your laughter rang loud
An outstanding chairman, a true leader, a mentor and friend
Catalyst of change, you helped us transcend
Fun-loving, you danced through life with rhythm and flair
A passionate tennis player, with style so rare
An electrical engineer, both in work and in soul
You powered up hearts, and made others whole
With a personable charm, you played your part
As a wise advisor, orator, culturist, archivist, you taught and preserved from the heart
Chronologist and historian of Oshie Culture, Tory-man (grillot) with stories to share
A conciliator, you fostered peace and goodwill everywhere
In all your pursuits, appearing fashionable and remarkably smart
Thoughtful, soft-spoken and a dedicated Christian at heart
Intellectual, innovator, mathophile and geek, you loved to explore
With a fastidious nature, seeking knowledge galore
An enthusiast of culture, family and sports combined
Unassuming, yet modest, happy you left worries behind
Selfless and supportive, but always firm and sometimes fanatic in your stance
A motivator and problem solver, inspiring us all with your great dance
Indefatigable and dependable, you never wanted any family member in a hole
The humor machine, that made our hearts whole
Steadfast in love, yet with your straightforward and outspoken ways
A punctual presence brightening our days
Though self-reliant and stubbornly determined
Your outreaching spirit left no heart unturned
Realistic and youthful, you carried the day
Neat and proper, with a charismatic smile lighting the way
With a disciplined heart, you walked each day
Beholding grace along the way
You remained forever appreciative, your heart so kind
Fatherly, caring for all who crossed your path, with peace of mind
Patriotic, fiercely loyal, the best kind of friend
With each of these words, our love will not end
Though your body rests, your spirit will stand
Forever our Ni Martin, our UNFORGETTABLE “Son of Man”
This Poem, written by Dr. Njwen Anyangwe, to honor the memory of Ni Martin Anyangwe using 65 words describing him, provided by family and friends through the “The One-Word Memory Game” played in the “In Loving Memory of Ni Martin Anyangwe Forum”.
Thanks to all who contributed these words (attributes) which describe Ni Martin as seen through their lenses.
Uncle, I am still in disbelief of your sudden departure from this world. So many questions on our minds, yet we are consoled by the knowledge that your soul lives on in our hearts. May flights of Angels, sing thee to thy rest. Amen 🙏🏾
Tribute to Ni Martin
Our beloved Uncle Ni Martin’s life was one marked by quiet strength, unwavering generosity, and boundless love. To us, he was far more than an uncle — he was a source of constant encouragement, wisdom, and care.
From the very beginning of our journey as a couple, Ni Martin supported us unconditionally. He celebrated our milestones with genuine joy, offered words of comfort and faith in moments of grief, and shared his calm presence through the highs and lows of parenting and life. He was our family “mover and shaker”! His steady encouragement reminded us that family is not just about shared bloodlines, but about showing up for one another with kindness and grace.
We will always remember his warm laughter, his thoughtful advice, and the way he carried the spirit of his brother, our late father Maurice — extending the same compassion and strength that defined their bond. Your confidence in us will never be forgotten though we will miss the countless audio messages and calls ensuring that we remain grounded as well as handle palace business!
Ni Martin’s legacy will live on in the love he shared so freely and the example he set for us all. We are deeply grateful to have been loved and supported by him, and his memory will remain a lasting blessing in our family.
Adieu, dear Ni Martin. Rest well with your brothers and our other loved ones who have gone before us.
With love and gratitude,
Scott & Raynna Anyangwe
Still pondering how and why this happened. My brother, Sonny was the one who called on Tuesday, September 2nd at about 4pm while I was at work and told me about his demise. Looking at the birthday videos, I think it was a great idea for the children to have thought of celebrating Ni Martin on his 70th birthday. You can see him radiating with happiness as he danced into the hall. I did not attend this event because I thought it was going to be the following day, and I just got to see the videos now. He loved taking pictures, and this is a good example on the importance of saving memories through pictures. Just a recap: I know Ni Martin since the late 70s during our CDC Tiko years when he worked as an Electrical Engineer and my Dad was with the Sawmill. I think he and my elder brother, George were school mates at CCAST Bambili . He used to often play tennis with my other brother, Sonny at the Tiko CDC club in the 80s before Sonny traveled to the US in 1987. So he is known to my parents and all 9 siblings. I got to know Pauline, his first wife, at CCAST Bambili where she was in Upper 6th and I was in lower 6th , by his introduction. She later moved to Tiko after they got married, and my family eventually moved to Kumba when my Dad retired, and I only got to meet them again many years after when I was doing my CUSS 6th year rotation for 4 months with the CDC in 1990. By then, they had had 4 children. I never really got to see them again after this, until we met in the US about 10 years ago. I admire his determination to keep fit and challenge any perceived limits, and he always encouraged everyone around him to take chances, make progress and not give up in any situation. He had asked me to give a good photo of my Mom for him to enlarge but I never followed through. On the day of his demise (💧💧), he made one more attempt to show his compassion by asking me to go take a look at a car he had seen that was on sale. He knew that my son was looking to get a car. So I told him that we will be looking at the dealerships first, but he was encouraging me to be more open minded with the search. This was the 2nd car he was letting me know he had seen in 3 weeks(😭😭), not to talk of the advice he had been giving me about avoiding professional stagnation. I noticed that he was really delighted about being gifted a Tesla by his children, and as an electrical Engineer, I could imagine that he was really impressed and fascinated by the computerized technicalities of the Tesla and enjoyed the features that came with it. My prayer for you is for the Almighty to accept you and grant you eternal peace, free of worries, knowing that the children did their best to please you as you did to raise them , mostly as a single parent and that all your wishes for them will come to fruition, in Jesus’ name. Hug Pauline for us (💧). It appears that this story is true because I have not seen your text pushing me to do one thing or the other on 2 weeks. I also remember him speaking so fast on that last day , as if he was in a rush to do something. I had to tell him to slow down in order for me to understand him. In all situations, we are asked to give thanks to the Almighty. We thank God for your life, and we now know that you have returned to your Creator. 🛐🤲
Uncle Martin,
I am honestly still in disbelief that I have to write this. Your passing was so sudden, so tragic and felt by all who knew you. You were my dad’s right hand man and you always made it a point to show up for any of our wins and celebrations. You brought so much life, joy and care to the family and we will all miss you deeply Uncle.
Rest well,
Deanie Angah Anyangwe
True Christians Never Die!
We celebrated your 70th birthday on Saturday Dec 11, 2021. In my sermon on that day, I said to you, and those present, “We celebrate birthdays with the hope of living for many more years, but for how long? Only God knows! Even if we live beyond 100 years, and die, or don’t die, there comes a time when we will NEVER DIE! That’s because we believe in the Lord Jesus Christ who says, “Because I live, you will live also.” (Jn 14:19)
You didn’t live long after that birthday; only about four years ago! Sept 1, 2025 came too early for our liking. It brought us the pain of 1996 when Ma Pauline Enjeh Anyangwe died the same way! We mourn for both of you, not like people who have no hope. We believe that when Jesus returns, God will bring back two of you, and all who have died believing in Christ. That’s the hope which will comfort and strengthen Ambo, Ngwisang, Adii, Akam, and Mandi, the five good children God gave to you as your greatest treasures.
The children knew and loved you as their father, while many of us knew you from other angles. In Church, you were a devoted Christian, an elder, a CMF member for 38 years. As a person, you were simple, humble, likable, had a listening ear, strong on your opinion, as well as willing to advise and encourage others. Being a die-hard Presbyterian you frowned and opposed anyone who dared to mess up God’s Church in any way. In most of our chats, you always talked about the current viruses menacing the PCC. That was solid demonstration of your love and commitment to our beloved Church.
Death snatched you away from us too soon, but it doesn’t have the final word! Jesus killed death on Easter Sunday and gave us victory! Hallelujah! We know you are only asleep in Jesus, pending resurrection unto eternal life. You are a prince of Oshie, and as the Prince of Scottish hymn writers, the Rev Dr Horatius Bonar wrote in his hymn, “Only Remembered by What We Have Done”, that’s how we shall be thinking of you from now onwards; only remembering you by what you did during your 74 years on earth. Good night, see you tomorrow.
Tribute to Ni Martin Anyangwe
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Ni Matin,your dramatic exit from this world leaves everyone speechless. Only a few days before your departure, we were discussing about the church but we had not finished.! You personally appointed me your MC during your last birthday earlier this year in your residence.Was that a way to say bye to all who gathered around you to enjoy your many jokes for the last time?
I want to tell you that the Saker girls from the then Saker Baptist College Victoria are mourning you as well as celebrating you in their forums as one of their best and most humorous teachers.
Ni, am not mistaken about where you are.You were a devoted disciple of Christ who worked in his vineyard tirelessly throughout your life.REST IN PEACE WITH THE LORD.We miss you.
Uncle Martin, thank you showing us how to live life fully. If it is true that those who pass on do continue to live through our memories then, Uncle, you are still very much with us: your lessons, your humour, your stories.
May you rest in eternal peace.
Love always
Martin,
You were so dear to me, I will miss you alot.
May you REST IN PERFECT PEACE!
My Dear Brother R.I.P. l wish this is not true that you are gone and not to be seen again. Big brother you gave me a broken heart 💔 l missed you, no more fun and laughter, I remember when l and my family came home “in the days “from U.S A you always showed us love and kindness, bought the biggest chicken to be prepared for us. l missed you brother. OH Death Where is the Sting. Why too soon, brother when will l see you again. A brother, a leader a God fearing and a friend. Greetings to our Daddy, mothers, sisters and uncles in your New Home. My love for you will forever remain. Sister Catherine Tebebi “Princess “.
Tribute to Ni Martin Anyangwe!
Grand pa, Im in pain now because I cant believe you are no more, it shows How short Life is, Im grateful for the love and care you showed me during my struggles, Thanks once more for always bringing the family together. We Pray we continue with same Spirit, Its So sad because I Never got the chance to see you in person but you always called to check up on me. Ohh What a Lovely grand pa , Im going to miss you So much, but the lord loves you more.
Your Niece
Mandi Ashley Oyebog
Dear Uncle Ni Martin. I grew up in the village with my uncle of late Michael Agyingi, your closest neighbor hearing about you when you as a big man in the Coast as they use to called it. I only had the opportunity to enjoy you when I traveled to the USA. You have always been present in all events I organized in my home. From baby showers and bornhouse of all my 3 children (Kyla,Kyzer and Kamari).You were always coming with positive energy. You and my father Pa Oscar Agyingi (Mayor).Were so closed and attended every occasion together and supported each other in happy and difficult moments. You always had a word of advice to all who came around you. You loved your family and your clan and showed that through you book titled (Oshie People and Places) in which you published 2 of my poems. On the next morning of your tragic accident I was summoned by your friend Pa Mayor to come look for you at you home, I had a medical appointment but checking on you was more important taking into consideration the news about you being involved in an accident. I reported to your home and knocked at the doors several times and moved around the compound calling your name and no response. To me I was confident you were out doing your morning routine or at the hospital for something minor. When I called my father your friend to inform him about my findings behold I received the sad news that you had transitioned to meet our ancestors and the God you served through out your life. You have left behind a great vacuum in the family. Your legacy will continue to shine and you will forever be in our hearts. My sincere condolences to your children and the family. Respect in Perfect Peace the son of Man. Amen
A TRUBUTE TO MY FATHER, AND FRIEND – THE SON OF MAN!!!!!!
August 31st, 2025, was just a regular day. A routine ride to the Armtrak train station. I gave you a hug and told you I love you, (which the African Father in you would never respond back… I laughed and walked away) something I never held back. I NEVER imagined that it would be the last time.
For the first 22 years of my life, you were my father, a strong, principled man who poured everything he had into raising his children. You led with conviction, integrity, and love. You weren’t just a provider; you were an example.
But the next 13 years were something even more special. You became my roommate and friend. Not every daughter gets to say that. We laughed, we argued (A LOT!!! Yeah, I am a product of you 😊), we shared moments that I’ll carry with me forever. Over the years you became someone I could joke with and lean on, and I’d often say – America has humbled you 😊. Because you became so at ease with life, so healthy and independent and never took special moments for granted – you enjoyed a good quality time with family and friends. Always wanted to capture every moment and immortalize it [the struggles we had to get the best lighting and angles for (y)our photos]. If I ever sat down to write your story, I’d probably end up writing a second volume to your book, because there was just so much to you.
I still look at my phone sometimes, half-expecting to see “Son of Man” calling (Yes! For the past 22 years, your number was saved on my phone like that – My friend and Father!). The silence in its place is loud and surreal.
But I can honestly say I took nothing for granted. I was intentional about our time together -whether it was watching matches, debating who the real G.O.A.T. was between Federer, Nadal and Djokovic (Tennis), or just sharing everyday banter & so much more… Our Maryland to NYC road trip to watch the US Open championships would forever be one of my highlights, because the outcome of it a few months later gave me fulfillment and purpose in life. Even though….
People often ask why I love sports so much. The truth is it started with you. You introduced me to the world of sports when I was just seven years old, and it’s been part of me ever since because it was part of us. I’d miss watching you spend quality time with your grandchildren; it gave you so much joy and lit up your world. I know you’re on your way back, so see you soon!
Losing you is a weight I’ll carry forever. But so is everything you gave me. The father and mother you were since I was 6 years old and later – The friend you became.
I promise to continue to honor you, and your legacy!
Adieu Son of Man!
You remain Unforgettable!
Your Last Daughter!
Enjeh Mandi Anyangwe (Avu-Koh)
My worst nightmare just became a reality!
Daddy, you nick named me “weyi kara’ from childhood. You brought me up always feeling like I am indeed a ‘weyi kara’, I had the best of childhood till date being nurtured by you. The love you always showed me always from childhood to my current age never changed. I always felt like when you see me, your heart just says, ‘my child’. You and mama were the best parents, and I could never ask for more.
From childhood, as a father of mostly girls, you always ensured our safety to and from school, secured the best education and motivated us with cash and gifts when we pass on all our subjects. During the time you sent mama to school, you made sure we had sufficient help at home to well fed, dressed, do our homework during the school period and when it was holidays, you said no to holiday classes for us so we can play well and enjoy our time away from school with had quality family moments in either the south west or northwest/ Oshie.
Your love and support could never be forgotten. You told me Ambo; I was told by my job to choose my next of kin now that mama has died. Then you put your elder brother’s name, before another year passed he also went on a journey. Daddy, you said again that they have you at work again to ask who will be your next of kin and I never heard who the next person will be after that. In my little mind as a teenager, one thing I know was it was a traumatizing period for you, and you shared with me, and I listened. In 1996, when mama passed, you were just 45 and with 5 kids. I, the eldest, just became teenager that year while my younger ones were toddlers in primary schools. Daddy, you single handedly played a pivotal role as a parent, attempted to get us a mother figure, standing up between your children and stepparent while doing your job diligently well in CDC. Every time you stepped out of the house, you made sure we always knew your location. We knew about all your friends and relationships. You were so transparent. Daddy, you always said it has not been easy.
Daddy as a young man in the nineties, you had the choice of moving on to enjoy your youth, but you dedicated your life raising your children through thick and thin. and being single handedly played so many pivotal roles in our lives. Daddy, you were not just a mere parent; you were my trusted blossom friend in every word. You never hesitated to comment on anything happening around us. Whenever we plan to do anything, you always wanted to be part of our discussion and know details. You were always there to nurture our potential meticulously as we drifted into adulthood. You did not spare the rod when it comes to correction. When we reminded you, you always seemed shy. We always reminded you that we appreciated it as it made us who we are today. You encouraged our dreams and took time to congratulate us on every small step we took as we are adults. We have grown up to be our most courageous people and confident because of the upbringing you instilled in us.
Beyond the foundational support you provided for my siblings and I, Daddy, you also felt like the elder brother I looked up to for guidance and wisdom. You were our mentor, protector, having an empathetic heart with a smile. The fraternal companionship and love between us were unique and I will forever hold this bond so dear.
Every day you would eat breakfast, lunch and supper at home which we made, left for work timely by 7:10am. At work, you successfully worked under three different CDC General Managers, serving from Mondoni (where you suffered a head a head injury which affected your hearing ability), then, Electrical Services manager in Tiko, then, General Manager’s office in CDC head Quarters Bota Limbe till retirement. Daddy, you showed us that one can indeed work for 35 years, a lifetime career in one company tirelessly in service until your retirement in 2011.
Before and after your retirement, I accompanied you to several hospital appointments for medical checkups. Diagnoses were made but we prayed several times. I felt your own faith in God rise and God showed up for you and healed you in 2013. It has been more than 10 years since you see your lab work always looking better than mine. You live a healthy lifestyle.
Most of the calls I have on my phone were from you. When I see missed calls and call back you would say sometimes it was a mistake or say wait, let me finish this call and call you back. You were very great with communication Daddy.
Memories of you are only full of lovely words of blessing. You would always say let’s pray and bless us with your hands. I always look forward to more of this.
The last time we were together we talked about so many things-initiated plans for making a change in living arrangements. Little did we know, God had a better plan. And to think that on the morning of September 1st, you did a long video call to your children. To be continued…
Your beloved First Daughter
Ambo Anyangwe, Daddy’s “weyi kara”.
My heart is heavy as I say goodbye to my Beloved Family Brother and Friend; Ni Martin Anyangwe. He was a man of incredible discipline, yet he carried such sweetness in his heart. From our childhood life, he taught me the value of hard work, Integrity and kindness. His good heart was evident in the way he cared for everyone around him, always willing to lend a helping hand and always rooting for others to succeed. He wanted nothing than to see his children prosper. His unwavering support and Love will forever be my guiding light.
As the Coordinator of his Reception into CDC in 1078 and many other occasions where we were together, I learnt a lot from him. His lesson and his laughter will stay with me always. Though he is no longer here, he will forever hold a special place in heart. Rest in Perfect Peace my Dear Family
Brother and Friend.
AGYINGI ISAIAH ANGONO.
To my grandfather ,
You were truly one of a kind. The kind of person who walked into a room and brought light, laughter, and a truth that could only come from someone who had truly lived. You never held back — not with your words, your opinions, or your love. You told it like it was, not to be harsh, but because you genuinely cared. You wanted us to do better, to be better, to live better. And you made sure we had the wisdom and perspective to try.
You cherished every moment, and we all felt that. Whether it was in the way you talked about life, shared a memory, gave advice, or just sat back and took in the joy of family, music, and laughter — you knew how precious time was. And you lived like it.
I still smile when I think about you — especially when the Akati song comes on. I can hear the rhythm, and in my mind, I see your footsteps gliding across the floor like you were floating. Effortless. Joyful. So you. That image lives in me now — a small, beautiful reminder of the spirit you carried everywhere you went.
Your life is a testament to something powerful: that we should all live life to the fullest. That we should speak our minds with love, dance without hesitation, and give our hearts fully to the people we care about.
If there’s anything I’ve truly learned from you, it’s this — live to the best of your ability. Don’t waste time pretending, or shrinking yourself. You showed us that life is meant to be felt, to be shared, and to be lived boldly.
Thank you for everything. You may no longer be here in the way we wish, but your footsteps, your words, and your spirit are forever with us.
With all my love, Omaah
Tribute for Ni Martin Anyangwe, Who Loved Me Like His Own
As I reflect on your life, I am struggling to find the right words to express how deeply you impacted me. Even though you’re no longer here, I want you to know how much you meant and how your guidance and affection will stay with me throughout the rest of my life. The love you showed me, treating me as one of your own, is something I will carry with me forever.
From the very beginning, you were more than just my mother’s youngest brother. You were the uncle that guided me through life with unwavering support. I can’t recall a time when you weren’t there for me offering insightful advice and steadfast belief in my potential. I remember every holiday, you insisted I bring my textbooks home to review and prepare for the next school year. I became interested in mathematics because you gave me every reason to like this subject. You were the number one role model in my life. I am an Electrical Engineer now because of your encouragement and support. You taught me the basic survival skills of life such cooking, running a house, and paying attention to the details. I recall you always stressing the importance of keeping the gas flames low for the food to cook properly, how to write a grocery list, and shop in the market for food. Saturdays were dedicated to house cleaning, a tradition I’ve carried on with my own children. Your belief in me never wavered, and that made all the difference.
Your presence in my life has made a lasting impact, always offering a helping hand or a listening ear whenever needed. It was not just the major milestones; it was your consistent support in everyday moments that truly made a difference. The phone calls to check in, the thoughtful text messages that reassured me that I was always in your thoughts, and the quiet meaningful acts of encouragement were gestures that demonstrated how deeply you cared. As one of the forefront supporters (patron) of Sisters of Hope (SOH) USA & Canada Inc. you took the initiative to contribute in meaningful ways. Your role as a grandfather in the lives of my children was equally impactful, attending graduations, participating in activities, and always being there for them in ways that went beyond words.
Through your guidance, I came to understand the importance of giving back, getting involved in church and community activities, and being part of something greater than myself. I recall our conversation back in 2019 when you encouraged me to join PCC Beltsville, a step that eventually led me to become a member of CWF. That journey not only deepened my own faith but also allowed me to inspire others to engage more fully in church life. From watching you, I learned the true meaning of serving others with humility and grace, and those lessons will stay with me forever.
I want to express my heartfelt gratitude for the profound impact you had on my life. Your love, belief in me, and constant encouragement played a pivotal role in shaping the person I am today. Your legacy continues to live on not only in me but in the countless lives you touched throughout your journey.
Thank you for everything, and for being the remarkable uncle that you were. I love and will miss you so much.
Your daughter,
Dr. Helene Tayong
A great man has gone home to rest. You were more than a father — you were a source of strength, love, and comfort to everyone who knew you. You welcomed people with open arms and treated everyone like family. Your kindness left a mark that time can never erase. We’ll forever carry your warmth and wisdom in our hearts. Rest in perfect peace. 🕊️💔
Tribute to Ni Martin Anyangwe, Our Beloved Father, Brother, Uncle – from the Bu-Toh Royal Family of Oshie, Cameroon:
In Profound Sorrow and Sacred Remembrance:
To our dearest Ni Martin – cherished Father, revered Brother, esteemed Uncle, and tender Voice of our hearts, we are engulfed in an ocean of grief. Your sudden departure has left an unfilled void in our lives, like a mighty tree uprooted from the fertile soils of Oshie.
The Depth of Our Pain:
We remain shattered by your loss, trapped in the anguish of shock, wrestling with denial, venturing into bargaining with God and our noble ancestors for a miracle, but alas, the heavens seemed silent. Now, depression weighs heavily upon us, sadness, panic, and fears grip the Bu-Toh Royal Family like a relentless storm.
– “Ni Martin, where are you now?” Our voices fracture in desolate whispers.
– “Why did death claim you in this season?” Our hearts are full of sorrow.
– “Where are our forefathers? Why do they veil their presence in this trial?”We flail in spiritual darkness.
Your Legacy of Love and Wisdom:
Ni Martin, in a similar way to our forefathers and like those still alive, you were one of the strong pillars of our family, infusing us with wisdom, gifting us laughter, and guiding us with compassion. Your spirit and all that you did remain. At this moment of grief, we are comforted by the scriptures, these
– Proverbs 10:7: “The memory of the righteous is blessed.” We bless your memory, Ni Martin.
– Psalm 34:18 : “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and saves the crushed in spirit.” We cling to this promise in our brokenness.
–Mathew:5:4:_” Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted”- We know only God alone will comfort us.
We Ask the Entire Oshie Community for Support:
We humbly implore everyone in Oshie, friends, neighbors, and elders, to stand with us in this crushing hour. We request your prayers for us. Together, let’s ask God‘s comfort and mercy to be with us, and also the spirits of our ancestors to envelop us.
Your Wish for the family, Ni Martin, was Unity and Strength:
Lately, your greatest desire for us was a more United and stronger family. Since this was your wish, we pledge God being our guide & before our forefathers, to honor your memory thus. Your spirit lingers among us, whispering courage to the Bu-Toh Royal Family. We are committed to family togetherness, upholding the bond you nurtured. During this moment of grief, let your voice from beyond be our clarion call, beckoning us to carry UNITY as our banner. Appealing to us to reconcile our differences, encouraging us to forgive each other, and to embrace one another so that we may continue as one family bound in love, respect, and peace.
A Humble Request to You, Ni Martin:
From beyond, Ni Martin, we beseech you to grant us support. Shield us from despair’s storms. Help us transmute our love for you into resilience for our people. You will forever be engraved in our hearts. Your memories will live on in the family and the entire Oshie clan.
As we lay our hearts bare in this tribute to our dearest Ni Martin, we, the Bu-Toh Royal Family (Anyangwe’s) of Oshie, Cameroon, commit to cherishing your enduring legacy.
– Your spirit remains with us, guiding us toward unity and strength.
– Your love, wisdom, and laughter are forever in our hearts.
Final Words of Sorrow and Resolve:
Ni Martin, you will forever be remembered as a beloved Father, Brother, Uncle, one of the enduring pillars of our family. We mourn your loss deeply but find solace knowing you live on in our hearts. We are committed to keeping your spirit alive.
Closing Appeal
Ni Martin, from beyond the veil, we humbly ask for your help to turn our grief into resilience. You remain in our hearts forever.
– Your legacy lives on.
– Your love endures.
– We remember you, radiant Ni Martin.
– We honour your memory with unity, love, and strength.
– We request prayers from all Oshie sons and daughters, wherever you may be.
Signed,
Hon, Dr Anyangwe Christopher
(On behalf of the Bu-Toh Royal Family), Oshie, Cameroon.
In loving memory of Ni MartinAnyangwe, a Prince of the Oshie Palace, your passing leaves a void in the
lives of those who knew you., especially me. Our 7-year brotherly friendship in the USA was built on
shared faith and regular church attendance. Despite our differences in political views, our bond remained
strong, rooted in love, kindness, and mutual respect for our cultural heritage. You did much uniting most of
the Royal Family members here in North America, and your generosity and willingness to support the
needy were a testament to your kind heart.
Your love for table tennis earned you the nickname “Son of Man” in the South West region of Cameroon.
Your passion for traditional dances, especially those of your fatherland, was inspiring, and a reflection to
the culture of our people. As a former top worker of the CDC, you lived a simple life, and your humility was
evident in the way you lived and interacted with others. I’ll never forget our journeys together, where we
were one – slept on one bed, ate from one dish, and rode in one car. This storm is heavy for me to bear,
but I take comfort in knowing you’re on a journey of faith, guided by the Lord. He will cover you with His
Blood shared on the Cross for you and me. We’ll continue to pray for you, as you occupy that heavenly
mansion, and we’ll hold on to the love and lessons you shared with us.” Martin, Rest In Perfect Peace!!
Your Brother & Friend, Oscar Agyingi.
It’s indeed with a tearful heart I write this tribute to you today Ni Martin. I feel like I just met you and now you moved away or rather snacked by dead. Your memories are treasured within my heart, you were ever precious and so dear. I thank you for the times we had together and all that you shared with us. Your dedication and commitment to family gatherings will always be remembered. Truly what really shocked and troubles my heart more is your sudden demise. You were an angel in human form. It was always words of blessings from you every time you payed us a visit. The last words you poured to me and my household, you asked that I sit next to you, held my hand and said so many beautiful things about me in the presence of your children. Little did i know i was so precious and kind in your eyes. Those last words and blessings will forever be cherished and never forgotten. I pray God blesses your soul. You were indeed a guiding Star. Though you left us your legacy will remain forever. We love you and we will all miss you dearly. Hard to finally say goodbye uncle Martin.
Your daughter in law
Loveline Nyambi Tawani.
Dear Uncle Martin,
I think about you single every day. I feel lost without you. I can’t help but think how the holidays won’t feel the same now that you’re not here.
I’ll miss your laugh, your kind words, and how you brought our family together.
I always saw you as my grandfather. Someone who taught me how to be a respectful and well-mannered man. You pushed me to do my best and shared life advice that will stay with me forever.
You kept us motivated and always knew how to uplift our spirits. I could never be sad when I was around you.
I’ll always remember the memories we shared and keep them close to my heart. The last time we talked, we planned to take a drive together. Even though you’re gone, every time I drive, I know you’ll still be right there by my side. I know you’re in a better place now, proudly watching over me, and protecting me as I move through life.
You helped shape the person I am today.
Thank you, my grandfather, for everything you did for me and my family.
I’ll love you forever and always.
Your Grandson,
Kohinde Tayong
Oh, Uncle, it’s hard to believe I’m writing a tribute for you. You called me Bi-bah, and with a smile, I’ll answer, Uncle. Just when our bond began getting stronger and more beautiful, you told me to keep calm despite the storms and promised everything was going to be okay, you were going to solve the problem. I blinked, and you’re no more chaiii. What happened, what about the promise you made 😭. Life’s indeed a dream. Saving all the memories we created for the short time together. Greet my parents, and join them to sing the Hallelujah chorus with the Angels.
Adieu Uncle.
Bihbah Akuh
To My Grandfather
I feel so grateful to have known the best version of him—proud, joyous, charismatic, family-oriented, and full of life. I am thankful for every word of encouragement and life lesson he shared. He was our number one supporter, always speaking life and championing us through every achievement.
I’ll always cherish the holidays we spent together, the stories he told about his life, and the celebrations made more memorable simply because of him. He had a special way of bringing people together and keeping family close. He understood the importance of showing up, because presence matters, and he always showed up for me.
I’ll miss the way his energy filled a room and how happy he looked when he danced to his favorite songs. I’ll miss how he would light up whenever he saw me or any of my siblings. I’ll miss our conversations at the dinner table, sharing anecdotes and laughs. I’ll miss him.
I will always remember the essence of who he was, and the impact he had on my mother and our family. I feel so blessed to have had someone show such genuine care and concern for me. To do life with Uncle Martin was an honor and we loved him so much.
He gave us the irreplaceable gift of a grandfather’s love—unwavering and consistent—something I never knew I needed. And for that, I’ll forever be thankful.
Rest in Peace Uncle Martin.
With Love,
Ngwi Tayong
Daddy Ni-Martin AKONYA ANYANGWE, was a father whose love was expressed not in soft words, but in the unwavering structure and principle he instilled in everyone lucky enough to be under his care. While our hearts feel the ache of his absence, we can find comfort and profound inspiration in the powerful legacy he built, a legacy of discipline, preparedness, and success that lives on in all of us.
Uncle Martin, the younger brother of our beloved mother, Rose NGWE ANYANGWE ep OYEBOG of blessed memory, took on a load most would shy away from. Our home, which at one point housed eleven persons including his late wife and five children, was a masterclass in meticulous management. He wasn’t just managing people; he was managing potential.
He taught us that time is not a currency to be spent, but a structure to be honoured. In the house, everything moved “in a music.” There was a time for everything: eating, studying, chores, and rest, etc. Every item had its place, and every procedure was programmed and executed to the minute. He was demanding, yes, but he was demanding because he saw the greatness waiting to be unlocked. He was building future leaders who understood that success is simply the sum of well-executed daily routines.
For those of us, who grew up under his roof, we considered his strictness as wickedness and punishment; but today we realise it was preparation. The most profound lesson was the development of the proactive mindset. Year in and year out, we learned to do what needed to be done before it was expected. Sickness was seen as a weakness, a challenge to be overcome, fostering a deep-seated resilience.
The inevitable result of Uncle Martin’s principles: the dedication to showing up, sharpening your skills, and honouring time, even when no one is watching is the foundation that enabled us to walk through several challenges and opportunities both academically and professionally. I can say here today that Daddy was an architect of lives. He used discipline as his blueprint, consistency as his mortar, and time as his foundation. He has now laid down his tools, but the magnificent structures of Children and individuals he built, will endure for generations.
Let us not mourn the end of his life, but celebrate the powerful beginning he gave to many others. Thank you, Daddy, for the principles, the structure, and the successful mindset that continue to guide us. Rest in eternal peace.
OYEBOG Emmanuel ACHAKI
It’s like a dream to me till today. I still can’t believe you are gone uncle. I Keep thinking about you all the time and your joyful smile. Uncle your death came to all of us as a shock. I will never forget that day. Uncle you were a happy person that brought light around everyone that came around you. You were a good father, uncle and a good friend to many others. You loved encouraging every one. I can’t count how many times you tried encouraging me in so many things. You were so worried about me not driving at that time. You were like on my neck every time you see me on this particular issue. You tried to encourage us to join the Oshie meeting. You took your time to call every month when the meeting was coming up. Uncle you have been good to
So many people and families. Just your infectious laughter lights up the environment . Uncle you lived a good life. You were a happy man who really enjoyed life. I love you and i am going to miss you but God loves you more. May you continue to rest in peace with your maker. Ngwi Anyangwe Tozzi
Daddy
A week before this unfortunate incident,I was with you in you house and we shared important conversations and shared a cup of wine as we always do. We agreed to meet again the following weekend which never happened .We live together for almost 6 months and I learned alot from you .I will never forget your teaching and ,encouragement.
Those who touch our lives ,stay in our hearts forever.
Forever in our hearts
Blaise Samba
Dear Anyangwe Family,
I was deeply saddened to hear of your loss, and I want you to know how truly sorry I am. Your father was a remarkable man—full of joy, wisdom, and kindness. I feel honored to have known him not only as a neighbor, but also as a tennis coach, a player, and a fatherly figure whose presence always brought light and laughter.
His spirit was unmatched, and his legacy will live on in the lives he touched. May God wrap you in His peace and give you strength during this time. Your father ran his race with grace and purpose, and now he rests in eternal peace.
Sending love and prayers to each of you.
God bless.
Ni Martin,
It is with deep sorrow and profound pain that I acknowledge your sudden departure from us.
How I wish you were still here with us, but God has a better plan.
You were our rock and your Love had no bounds. Your wisdom as an advisor navigated me through difficult times in my life. You taught me the importance
Of walking in faith and righteousness,
by living in in Love and forgiving others.
Oh death why are you so Cruel?
I mourn not just because you are gone but for the moments we will no longer have together ( Son of Man), You have left an irreplaceable Void in the Family.
Rest in peace my brother until we meet again in glory.
Your sister
Patricia Anyangwe.
A short Letter to a man who taught me to be a strong woman.
A man of strength, discipline, and unwavering love. you shaped my life with guidance that was both firm and kind. Your words, your lessons, and the training you gave me became the foundation of who I am today. You never missed a moment to call me your own, proudly introducing me to everyone as your daughter, a reflection of your care and pride. Though your voice is silent now, your teachings still speak loudly in my heart. I am forever grateful for your love, your discipline, and the person you helped me become. Life the say is very short, your departure has left another scar in my heart. I will always miss you, Daddy. Go well in your New Home.
Mildred Akoko.
Dear Daddy. I have been to this site five times but couldn’t summon the courage to write . This is in denial of your death. It is difficult to believe your are gone I am still in shock that you are no more. You were such a strict but very loving father, full of fun, very disciplined, knew how to motivates good conducts and demotivate bad ones. The last time I saw you was in Bamenda, many years ago. I would later talk to you on the phone. I remember you asked me if I knew who was talking. of course I could never have forgotten your voice.
Daddy your death was so sudden and took me unaware. Three days to your passing away, I send you greeting. I remember saying “Greet Ni Martin” then I laughed because I remember you had a good sense of humour. Death will never cease to shock us. Go well, rest well, till meet to depart no more. Great my mother and my aunt.
I haven’t had many encounters with you, but the few I did were deeply inspiring. I know you as a man of uncompromising values—one who never bowed his head in the face of challenges. A perfect role model to your children and relatives. A man who always sought the prosperity of his own.
The days I spent in your home at SS Quarter, Limbe, inspired me to pursue engineering. Thank you for replicating your values in others. You are a legend worth celebrating and a model worth emulating.
Every man would wish to achieve what you achieved in life. Everyone would love to have the impact you’ve had on both corporate and personal lives. But it was only you who could accomplish all this—and that makes you truly the “Son of Man.”
You must be proudly looking down from heaven now, because your children are a reflection of the excellent values you instilled. Say hello to Aunty, your beloved wife.
Farewell, Legend. Farewell, HRM Prince Martin Anyangwe.
To my dearest Grandpa
I’m sorry this letter is short, but the wound is still fresh. Maybe i’ll come back to it one day and add more, but my feelings at this point in time are too new to be cleared. Nevertheless, i wish you Godspeed and hope you get home(heaven) safely. I love you and miss you already and do everything in my power to honour your life, your legacy and our family name. It feels like you are a still a phone call away.
Your grand daughter
Oyebog Angel Biwah
I CHERISH ALL THE TIMES WE SPENT TOGETHER AS A FAMILY .SO I WISH WE COULD SPEND THOSE TIMES ONCE MORE BUT GOD ALMIGHTY HAS TIME FOR ALL THINGS AND AGE CAUGHT UP WITH HIM AND HE IS NO MORE.WE ALL KEEP THOSE TIMES IN OUR HEART AND REMEMBER HIM AND OUR PAST TIME WE SPENT WITH HIM.WE LOVE YOU AND WE WILL CHERISH YOUR TIMES WITH US.THANK YOU GRANDPA.
YOUR GRANDSON
OYEBOG ADII BRIGHT
Daddy
It’s so difficult to think that this pen is writing your life not you calling me to send your fried corn and ground nut.The jump suit you bought for me, I just removed from the box to put on the same weak the cold hands of death took you away from us like a thief. Daddy the gap you have created in this family is too big.Who will call to check about the kids their wellbeing, choosing school for them to attend and advising before school reopening.The excitement you had for Blessings excellent result and the encouragement gift you sent to him as the reward for hard work,who will do this for him again??????????? .
Daddy I lack words to express the kind of fatherinlaw you were to me.You took as your daughter and not as your son’s wife . CHRISTMAS December 25th 2022 will never be forgotten in this family because that was family reunion with all your children,grand children and your three daughter in-laws , your wives.Daddy it’s hard to say farewell to you for I saw you worked tirelessly in the vine yard of your creator .For dust you are and unto dust you shall return. Good bye till we meet again.
Your daughter In-Law
Marceline epse Oyebog
Ni-Martin, Ni-Martin, Ni-Martin!!!!!! Are you there? Truly you can’t answer “YES
LAWRENCE, HOW ARE YOU” and ask “HOW IS ERNESTINE” any longer. Your careful care and moral support for me have terminated. You were a role model to whom I looked for
inspiration, advice and guidance. Your spirit was savored by my wife and children and
overflowed to all the children and grandchildren of Queen Dorah Ambang Anyangwe, who
ever came closer to you. You have gone without receiving the accolades which you
deserved. Everyone respected and called you ” Ni-Martin” because you were a father,
Uncle, Brother, a friend, and a leader wherever you went.
In 2018, you clearly told me that you will do everything to coordinate my departure from
Cameroon, to move over to the USA. You always stood tall as a brother to me. Now that you
have changed your location and relocated to a new world, what is the name of that
country? what is the nomenclature of the Airlines? How many kilometers from
Cameroon? The vacuum which your journey has created is insurmountable. For we shall never again delight ourselves with stories of royalty.
Just as Ozymandias said, ” Authority Forgets a Dyeing King”.
Dear brother, as a mentor you nurtured and taught me how to tolerate rubbish, endure
ridicule, rotate as a leader, and as a patriotic free citizen. You were a beacon of light in my life rotations, starting from so many years ago when you working as the electrical boss at CDC Tiko in Cameroon. You were always there for me, for us, and always gave me the heart
of an angel living in Oshie. Oshie, which is the land of hospitality, rich harvest of subsistence and cash crops, a plethora of touristic sites which serves as a bait to foreigners and tourists. You conditioned in me a healthy body with a heathy soul.
On that faithful day, you sat in your electric car alone surely said “LORD I SURRENDERMY LIFE TO YOU”. As a church elder on earth, I guess that God needed you as one of his angels. That’s why you are with him untimely to us but timely to God. Stay with our lord until we meet again never to part ways.
Your Brother,
Lawrence Anyangwe
Daddy, today we gather to honor you. From the moment I became part of the family, you welcomed me with open arms. Your kindness and generosity made me feel at home and I quickly learned that you had an incredible ability to make everyone around you feel valued and appreciated.
Your life was a testament to love, strength and unwavering support, and I feel incredibly blessed to have known you. You were a loving father and a proud grandfather. I remember when I gave birth to your grandson whom we named after you, you were filled with joy and you thanked me for making you a proud grandfather. You have never stopped checking, caring and loving us. Your legacy will live on through the love you fostered in our family. You had a wealth of knowledge and experiences that was both profound and relatable. I will always cherish the memories we created together.
My last experiences with you are so fresh. You asked me to cook enough food for you that can last for 6 months which I did and you stocked in your freezer. Daddy, the eru, okro soup, groundnut soup, cornchaff, beans, jellof rice, njamanjama, grilled chicken are still in your freezer. Who will eat them? We cleaned your house over and over for those last days soo deeply without knowing I was cleaning to receive people for your funeral. You blessed me with a headscarf which till today I don’t understand why you gave me that ” cry die” headscarf. I started using the headscarf right there in US. This was a big that you were preparing me to mourn you as ” Avu Koh” meaning your mother.
Your spirit is so strong such that throughout our flight from US to PARIS, my husband and I were discussing about you. Little did we know that as we were discussing about you, you had already left us. Upon arriving Cameroon, we were welcomed with the sad news. I will never forget that day 01/09/2025.
Daddy, you always applauded my time consciousness in every circumstance especially going to church. I celebrate the incredible impact you had in my life. Your spirit will continue to guide us, reminding us to support one another, and cherish every moment together.
Thank you Daddy for your love, your guidance and the countless memories we shared. You will be deeply missed but will forever hold a special place in my heart.
I love you but God loves you more.
Your Daughter In-law
Abeltine Anyangwe
Thank you Grand Pa for being a wonderful Grandfather. Thank you for always making memories with us even though you had an unfortunate car accident. We don’t know how it happened. We will always cherish the love and memories we shared with you.
I hope you are doing well in heaven. I think you already met mummy’s father and daddy’s mother in heaven since they died too. We miss you Grand Pa. The love, the rackets you gave me and the ball, thank you Grand Pa.
I wish we were able to stop the accident from happening. You will always be remembered as a great grandfather in our hearts. In the heart of our family, you were the steady anchor of the ship. Your wisdom was a guiding light and your laughter filled our home with joy. Your stories, rich with experience, connected us across generations, reminding us of where we came from, inspiring us to dream big. Whether it was your warm smile, the way you could fix anything or the gentle lessons you imparted, you left an indelible mark in our lives.
You handed me most of your shoes and one of which I wore while traveling back to Cameroon got widely opened while in Paris. Little did I know that this was a sign that something bad had happened to you.
Thank you for the love and memories. You’ll always hold a special place in our lives.
Sincerely yours,
Your Grandson,
Micah-Martins Akonya Anyangwe
I am so incredibly grateful to God and happy that I can say that I have had all this and much, much more, with you daddy, my father. I also believe you were proud to have me as your son.
To say I loved my father would be an understatement – and to say I’m going to miss him would be an even greater understatement. I cannot begin to imagine not having you around in your ever graceful manner and tireless efforts, to give me and my siblings pieces of advice on all matters of life, whether religious, professional, social or private.
Daddy you were always there for everyone, family, colleagues, friends … and the list goes on and on.
Daddy you were always there for me and my siblings when we lost our mother on April 12th, 1996 in Tiko. For 30 years, you single handedly, as a single parent, raised us up to be who and what we are today. You always gave priority to our education and moral upbringing. I once more bless God for having you as my father. For over 40 years since I was brought to this earth, you have been very consistent in your discipline, religious, professional, social and moral lifestyles. You will always remain a model for us and I believe for many others as well. We shall strive to uphold these virtues.
Daddy you were very, I mean very hard working, compassionate towards everyone, and deserved the success and quality of life you had. You taught us many things but I think most importantly you gave us the ability to know that if we really put your mind to do something, anything is possible, and never to be afraid to give anything a go. You were always kicking against postponing. As you always said, if one does not do it now, we shall still have to do it tomorrow and so why not do it now and get it out of the way so that one could focus on other issues and hence reduce the burden.
Your attention to detail and perfectionism was infectious. I will always vividly remember you pushing me to always have 20 average on 20 in Mathematics while in secondary school. I will never forget when you received my report card during the third term summer holidays moving to Form 4. I was 2nd in class and had 19.8 average/20 in Mathematics. You asked me to explain what happened to the one or two marks I lost to have 20/20 average. You insisted on knowing which question it was that made me loose those previous marks. Even at 75, you still kept this urge of academic perfection.
Your passion for lawn tennis for over 40 years, even at retirement, at 75, gave you many happy moments with friends and most especially, contributed unmeasurably in keeping you healthy.
Your love for others was unconditional and unmeasurable and this is something we will cherish forever. Your kindness, availability and generosity will all be remembered forever by all who had the opportunity of knowing you.
I bless God for giving me the opportunity to spend quality time with you at the end of this 2025 summer holidays, as I had not been able to see you for three years, the last time being in December 2022. The time was short but qualitative. During the few days with just you and I at home, you fed me with food and fruit.
On another day during these few days while together at home, you called a few of your brothers to come for a short communion at home as I was around once again after three years of absence. You still fed me during this meeting and your brothers as well. The food you fed us with shall remain in our bodies for the rest of ourselves and we shall never, never forget this act of love which you have ceaselessly done.
We will never, never forget you daddy 😭😭😭.
As Christians, we believe you are in Paradise with Mama. 🙏🙏🙏
We will forever miss you daddy 🥹🥹🥹.
Rest in Peace daddy 😭😭😭.
Amen 🙏.
Your son, Princely Adii Anyangwe
Eulogy for Ni Martin – The Son of Man- A revered prince of the grass fields.
With heavy hearts, we honor and remember our uncle, brother, daddy, whose spirit was as radiant as the sun and whose love for life was contagious.
Ni Martin was a force of nature. Energetic, lively, and endlessly outgoing, he had a way of lighting up every room he entered. His laughter was infectious, his stories unforgettable, and his presence reassuring.
He lived with a passion that inspired those around him to embrace joy, to live boldly, and to cherish every moment.
But beyond his vibrant personality, Ni Martin was a devoted father and a doting grandfather. His love for his children was unwavering, and he poured his heart into raising them with wisdom, warmth, and humor. He was also firm when he needed to. He was their hero, their guide, and their greatest cheerleader. And when his grandchildren came into the world, his heart expanded even more. He cherished every moment with them—whether it was playing games, sharing stories, or simply sitting together in quiet companionship.
Our households have been intertwined for years, and we have had the privilege of watching our children grow up together, forming bonds that mirrored the deep affection and respect we held for Ni Martin. The numerous stop overs and moments that he spent with us in the house while traveling from Tiko and thereafter from Limbe will be cherished for ever.
Over the years, Ambo, Ngwisang, Adii, Akam and Mandi have always held a special place in our hearts, and through them, his legacy of love, laughter, and generosity lives on.
His passing has left us stunned and grieving. It’s hard to comprehend that someone so full of life could be taken so quickly. But even in our sorrow, we find comfort in the memories we shared with Ni Martin, the celebrations, the conversations, the moments of joy and connection.
He was a symbol of resilience, of kindness, of straightforwardness, of what it means to live with purpose and heart. And though he is no longer with us in body, his spirit remains—echoing in the laughter of his grandchildren, in the strength of his children, and in the love he gave so freely to all of us.
As we say goodbye, let us hold on to the light he brought into our lives. Let us honor him by living fully, loving deeply, and cherishing each other. May we find peace in knowing that his soul now rests in eternal light, and may we carry his memory forward with grace, strength, and love.
“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.” — Thomas Campbell
“Those we love don’t go away, They walk beside us every day. Unseen, unheard, but always near, Still loved, still missed, and very dear.” — Anonymous
Rest well, dear Ni Martin. You were truly the Son of Man—loved deeply, missed profoundly, and to be remembered always.
Hon. Dr Christopher Anyangwe, Clara and Children
Dear Ni Martin, your passing leaves a void in our lives, but your memory will forever be cherished. I’m grateful for the time we spent together, especially the guidance you provided during my holiday visits. Your wisdom, kindness, and love helped shape me into the person I am today. I’ll cherish the lessons you taught and the memories we shared. Your faith and blessings meant the world to me and my family; your prayers for us, especially the kids, were always heartfelt. Though Nathan and Esther never got to meet you as planned, I’ll make sure they know about the incredible person you were and the love you shared. Rest in peace, dear Uncle. Your love and guidance will never be forgotten.
“He Came to Say Goodbye: Honoring Ni-Martin’s Final Visit”
In loving memory of Martin ANYANGWE, affectionately known as Ni-Martin a man whose life was a beacon of love, wisdom, and unwavering presence.
Ni-Martin was more than an uncle, more than a father figure. He was a pillar. From my earliest days, his visits to the village were moments of magic. He brought gifts not just things, but gestures that made me feel uniquely seen, cherished in a way no one else did. In a world where many passed by, he stopped for me.
He believed in shaping character, not just offering comfort. When he gave me a task, he made sure I did it right not out of pressure, but out of love. That insistence, that guidance, is what molded me into the man I am today.
When I arrived in the United States, he didn’t just open his home he made it clear that his house was my first stop. That was Ni-Martin: always placing family first, always making sure we knew where we belonged.
He stood by me as I built my home, not just physically but spiritually. And in his final days, he came to visit a gesture that now feels like a sacred farewell. He asked for a group photo, and his words still echo:
“Whenever I’m requesting for a group picture, please take it seriously, you will never know how far that picture can go.”
He then shared how, when his sister my mother passed on, it was a group photo that became the lasting memory. That moment, that photo, became a treasure.
As I walked you to his car, you gave me one last piece of wisdom which I will remember throughout my life:
“Don’t always stay quiet. Call. Share whenever challenges come your way. I will call you let’s talk.”
Two days later, the call never came. Instead, the news did.
Uncle, were you coming to say goodbye? Or were you asking me to send a message to those who went before, to my mother, your sister, and all the loved ones you carried in your heart? You stayed behind to care for us, and now you’ve joined them. The silence you left is loud. The love you gave is louder.
You were our guide, our protector, our storyteller, our home. And though you are gone, your legacy lives in every lesson, every memory, every heartbeat that carries your name.
Rest well, uncle. You were deeply loved. You will always be remembered.
Walters Etunyi
It still feels unreal that you are no longer with us. These past weeks have felt like a dream I cannot wake from. Each day, I try to accept the truth, yet it remains a hard pill to swallow.
I often hear your voice in my mind — calling me, asking, “My son, what are your plans?” You always cared deeply, always wanted to know how I was doing. Looking back, remembering that your special trip to Ohio and out over 14 hours trip together and all the beautiful conversations we had, I now realize that every conversation with you left me wiser and stronger.
Some of the things you embodied were love, forgiveness, honesty, orderliness, and the fear of God. You lived by these values, and through them, you touched everyone who knew you.
I remember the pride in your eyes when I told you about my first job, how you celebrated my success and little achievements and the love in your heart when you encouraged me to be relocate to Maryland. In you, I found not only an uncle, but a father, a friend, a confidant, and a counselor. Family meant everything to you, and you meant so much to me.
It is hard to believe you are gone, but I take comfort in knowing that you rest in a better place. I know you are watching over us, together with your brother Frederick , smiling with pride.
Your voice, your kindness, and your love will forever remain in my heart. You are deeply missed and will never be forgotten.
I love you, Ni Martin.
Ataba Anyangwe
It still feels unreal that you are no longer with us. These past weeks have felt like a dream I cannot wake from. Each day, I try to accept the truth, yet it remains a hard pill to swallow.
I often hear your voice in my mind — calling me, asking, “My son, what are your plans?” You always cared deeply, always wanted to know how I was doing. Looking back, remembering that your special trip to Ohio and out over 14 hours trip together and all the beautiful conversations we had, I now realize that every conversation with you left me wiser and stronger.
Some of the things you embodied were love, forgiveness, honesty, orderliness, and the fear of God. You lived by these values, and through them, you touched everyone who knew you.
I remember the pride in your eyes when I told you about my first job, how you celebrated my success and little achievements and the love in your heart when you encouraged me to be relocate to Maryland. In you, I found not only an uncle, but a father, a friend, a confidant, and a counselor. Family meant everything to you, and you meant so much to me.
It is hard to believe you are gone, but I take comfort in knowing that you rest in a better place. I know you are watching over us, together with your brother Frederick , smiling with pride.
Your voice, your kindness, and your love will forever remain in my heart. You are deeply missed and will never be forgotten.
I love you, Ni Martin.
Ataba Anyangwe
It still feels unreal that you are no longer with us. These past weeks have felt like a dream I cannot wake from. Each day, I try to accept the truth, yet it remains a hard pill to swallow.
I often hear your voice in my mind — calling me, asking, “My son, what are your plans?” You always cared deeply, always wanted to know how I was doing. Looking back, remembering that your special trip to Ohio and out over 14 hours trip together and all the beautiful conversations we had, I now realize that every conversation with you left me wiser and stronger.
Some of the things you embodied were love, forgiveness, honesty, orderliness, and the fear of God. You lived by these values, and through them, you touched everyone who knew you.
I remember the pride in your eyes when I told you about my first job, how you celebrated my success and little achievements and the love in your heart when you encouraged me to be relocate to Maryland. In you, I found not only an uncle, but a father, a friend, a confidant, and a counselor. Family meant everything to you, and you meant so much to me.
It is hard to believe you are gone, but I take comfort in knowing that you rest in a better place. I know you are watching over us, together with your brother Frederick , smiling with pride.
Your voice, your kindness, and your love will forever remain in my heart. You are deeply missed and will never be forgotten.
I love you, Ni Martin.
It still feels unreal that you are no longer with us. These past weeks have felt like a dream I cannot wake from. Each day, I try to accept the truth, yet it remains a hard pill to swallow.
I often hear your voice in my mind — calling me, asking, “My son, what are your plans?” You always cared deeply, always wanted to know how I was doing. Looking back, remembering that your special trip to Ohio and out over 14 hours trip together and all the beautiful conversations we had, I now realize that every conversation with you left me wiser and stronger.
Some of the things you embodied were love, forgiveness, honesty, orderliness, and the fear of God. You lived by these values, and through them, you touched everyone who knew you.
I remember the pride in your eyes when I told you about my first job, how you celebrated my success and little achievements and the love in your heart when you encouraged me to be relocate to Maryland. In you, I found not only an uncle, but a father, a friend, a confidant, and a counselor. Family meant everything to you, and you meant so much to me.
It is hard to believe you are gone, but I take comfort in knowing that you rest in a better place. I know you are watching over us, together with your brother Frederick , smiling with pride.
Your voice, your kindness, and your love will forever remain in my heart. You are deeply missed and will never be forgotten.
I love you, Ni Martin.
Daddy
A week before this unfortunate incident,I was with you in you house and we shared important conversations and shared a cup of wine as we always do. We agreed to meet again the following weekend which never happened .We live together for almost 6 months and I learned alot from you .I will never forget your teaching and ,encouragement.
Those who touch our lives ,stay in our hearts forever.
Forever in our hearts
Nih – Martin, your sudden disappearance on the surface of the earth makes me punder. Brother is a bitter pill to swallow. Heavenly Father we are confused and heart broken. Lord we need your comfort mercy and grace more than ever. I believe Nih martin is resting peacefully in your loving arms. Brother we love you you but God loves you the most. Rest in peace, your sister Sophia Anyangwe Afise.
Ni Martin, it has been very difficult for me to bring myself to writing this trobute. In your last few years here on earth you personified peace and unity. Your life is a reflection of what the song writer wrote about ” my tomorrow must be better than today.” With each passing dayyou kept shining the love of God. The conversation we had the Saturday leading to your death is still fresh in my mind. I still hear you voice in my heard and I have been waiting for your call. I was hoping the news of your death was a bad joke but after a month of not hearing from you, I have come to terms with the news of your demise. We are grateful for your life here on earth.We also pray that your desires for this family will be come to pass in the name of Jesis. You may be gone but your memories will forever remain. Adieu until we meet again.
Your niece
Uncle Martin,
I can’t even believe that I’m writing this after seeing you for the last time at Uncle Wycliff house not knowing that a week later the lord will call you back home. I have many great memories of you from when I used to come to Cameroon at the age of 16 to meet you in Limbe and you would always open your doors and welcome my parents and siblings and have a good time showing me a different side of Cameroon by the ocean. Another fond memory was when you wrote the book on the Oshie Royal Family, to me that was such an educational tool for my mother side of the family which answered so many questions that I had. That book was so resourceful and instrumental filled with information on the family. Finally, I will miss seeing you at Oshie functions as you always bring the good vibes, energy and jokes. You always gave traditional information and answered all questions I had in regard to the Oshie culture. Without seeing you with the Elders (Uncle Wycliff Anyangwe, Uncle David Fokala, and Oscar Agyingi) at the Oshie Functions will never be the same. At the end of the day, you maximized your life in this world and impacted many in a positive light. You have raised 5 Fantastic Kids that are well off doing great things from USA to Cameroon. Your grandkids are in great hands as well backed by the community. Uncle you will be greatly missed but your legacy lives on. Farewell till we meet Again Uncle Martin.
Your Nephew,
Barry Tebebi
Grandpa was so thoughtful for us, so kind to us and always so loving to us.
He was always playing with us and takes us walking to places.
I love hot chocolate because of Grandpa’s house.
I remember when we were playing a game and Grandpa was watching us smiling and laughing and we were chasing Micah.
I remember the 4th of July in Maryland and we were watching the fireworks with Grandpa and screaming.
I also remember when we first found out about hot chocolate. I will always remember Grandpa for his hot chocolate.
I remember Grandpa telling me to touch his bald head.
Grandpa: touch my head
Samida: uh..ok
Samida: So smooth
Grandpa: Hahaha
I also remember finding out about hot chocolate in Grandpa’s house all because of Grandpa.
Grandpa: Hot chocolate
Samida: Thank you
Samida: So gooood
Grandpa: Hahaha
Brother Martin “Koh” Anyangwe has been in our lives, both our individual and married lives, for ever. He was Stella’s classmate in CCAST Bambili (1969-71), long before Carl met and married Stella. He was a front man at our engagement/traditional marriage in Uncle Isaac Malafa’s CDC home in Victoria in 1978. Thereafter, our families have been intricately and lovingly intertwined. Our frequent visits to the US have been shared with him and this year’s visit was no different. We spent July 4th 2025 together at the Tembons in Springfield, VA and Martin planned to have an Anyangwe family get-together for us on September 7th, at his home. Little did we know that the family would indeed have a “big reception” at Martin’s home on that day, but it would be in mourning of bro Martin who had died on September 1st! Man proposes but God disposes. Go well, Koh, for your race is done and you have fought the good fight. We will sorely miss you and our incessant and inconclusive arguments! We loved a good argument even if no one won the argument! May our good and perfect God keep you in His bosom till we meet again. Rest in His eternal peace.
A heart of gold stopped beating
Working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.
Leaves and flowers may wither,
The golden sun may set.
But the hearts that loved you dearly
Are the ones that won’t forget.
Rest in Power Uncle Martin!
Please say hello to my mom, your sister, for me as well🙏🏾
So hard to say good night Ni Martin.
Your sudden departure has left all your loved ones in total shock.
You were such a phenomenal soul, full of life, love, cheer and kind hearted. You were not just a father, brother, uncle but a friend to many. Your friendship knew no boundaries generation wise.
I still have good memories of our last meeting and how much fun it was.
You will be remembered and greatly missed Ni Martin. I celebrate you!
Join the heavenly angels that watch over us.
Title: “Heaven has gained its Life of the Party, Ni Martin”
I write this tribute to honor the memory of my dear uncle, Ni Martin, whose sudden and shocking passing has left our hearts heavy and our Anyangwe Royal family incomplete.
Ni Martin, you were not just my uncle, you were my big friend and a father figure to us here in the United States. You were the Anyangwe family and Oshie Historian! Your love for family and friends knew no bounds. The testimonies abound. You had a way of lighting up any room you entered -from the way you walked into any room, to your infectious humor to your dancing moves and your jovial nature. Your presence was unforgettable.
You had a rare gift of making everyone feel special, seen, welcomed, and loved. You always had your arms wide open to embrace me whenever and where ever you saw me, asking me with all pride, whether I am the MC of that occasion. You had a way with words, you always had a joke ready, a story to share, and you were so funny. When you made your speeches, or just in ordinary conversations, you left everyone laughing so hard. The very last two I witnessed were at the Drs. Tembon’s residence in Virginia on July 4th 2025 and at Joe Oyebog’s wake keeping in Maryland on August 1, 2025. I am so glad I captured your speech at Joe’s funeral and shared it with you the next day. And when your received it, you left me a voice message and sent me a text expressing your joy that I captured it and you asked me to send it to your email address for posterity.
No matter where we were, you turned ordinary moments into celebrations. Your dancing was captivating. I still picture you dancing to the song “Akati” at your 70th birthday. In fact, I have one of my friends who loved “Akati” song because of the way you danced to it, when I shared your 70th birthday videos with her. How can it be you are gone uncle! You were so full of life, so agile and still so active. Life with you was never dull; because you carried joy everywhere you went.
Uncle, I still can’t believe you’re gone. I am still listening to the voice message you left on my phone and reading the text communications on August 27th and 28th 2025. Losing you a few days later in this sudden and shocking way is a wound I will carry for a long time. The pain is so deep. The thought that I will never again see you, hear your funny jokes and captivating speeches, feel your warm embrace or watch you dance, feels surreal.
Even in my pain and grief, I hold on to the joy you brought into my life- the way you danced like no one was watching, the way you told jokes like you had a thousand stored up, the way you lit up when you saw me, the warm embrace. Although I wished we had more time with you, I am truly grateful to God for your slightly over three scores and ten years of life and the unforgettable legacy you have left. I hope as a family we will honor you not by dwelling only on our huge loss, but by carrying forward your legacy of jokes, laughter, and togetherness which you strived to achieve.
Uncle, your life was a blessing. You may be gone from our sight, but your memory will always be a treasure. I will keep you alive in my heart by living fully and speaking truth to power, just like you did. Rest well, dear Uncle Ni Martin. Heaven has gained its life of the party, but here on earth, you will remain unforgettable.
Uncle, I will miss you terribly!
Your Niece,
Dr. Njwen Anyangwe-Ngute
Uncle Ni Martin,
your untimely death has left us all in shock and disbelief. The news came like a bombshell, and I am still grappling with the shock.
I cherish the strong bond that you shared with my father , your late brother Pa George Akande Anyangwe. Extend my greetings to him as you journey to the land of no return.
You were an incredible uncle, full of joie de vivre, love, and generosity.
I can never forget some of the emotional support and listening ear you provided to me during challenging times. They will remain engraved in my mind.
How can i forget, the valuable advice and guidance you offered to me when I started work as a young reporter at the Cameroon Radio Television(CRTV)!!
Your legacy will live on through the countless lives you touched, including mine.
Though death may seem cruel, I take solace in knowing that your memories will forever be etched in our hearts.
Rest in peace my dear Uncle.
May your gentle soul find eternal rest, and may we meet again sometime in heaven.
Your nephew, Charles Adang Anyangwe.
Uncle Ni Martin,
your untimely death has left us all in shock and disbelief. The news came like a bombshell, and I am still grappling with the shock.
I cherish the strong bond that you shared with my father , your late brother Pa George Akande Anyangwe. Extend my greetings to him as you journey to the land of no return.
You were an incredible uncle, full of joie de vivre, love, and generosity.
I can never forget some of the emotional support and listening ear you provided to me during challenging times. They will remain engraved in my mind.
How can i forget, the valuable advice and guidance you offered to me when I started work as a young reporter at the Cameroon Radio Television(CRTV)!!
Your legacy will live on through the countless lives you touched, including mine.
Though death may seem cruel, I take solace in knowing that your memories will forever be etched in our hearts.
Rest in peace my dear Uncle.
May your gentle soul find eternal rest, and may we meet again sometime in heaven.
Your nephew, Charles Adang Anyangwe.
TRIBUTE TO LATE, Martin ANYANGWE
You were a student at the Federal Bilingual College when I just got married to your niece Juliana Tah, epse, Anyangwa Ngeh of blessed memory 2018.
Your affinity with her was so close. Very close indeed. You spend your short term holidays and midterms with us. I worked for POWERCAM as an electrical installations inspector
As a student full of curiosity you developed admiration for electricity as you accompanied me around Victoria town for electrical inspection works and often ask many questions.
Not surprised, when you finished high school, you proceeded to Nigeria to study electrical engineering at the Lagos University. During your studies at the university in Lagos, you did all your internships and practicals with me in POWERCAM. You lived with us most of the time and fed with us. You were very lovely, easy going, intelligent, curious, jovial, and had an appetite for good food.
You were also very cautious as an engineer relative to safety
To hear that you died of a car accident can only be THE WILL OF GOD.
MARTIN, JOURNEY WELL IN PEACE AND REST IN THE BOSSOM OF LORD.
Pa. ANYANGWA NGEH John
MUYUKA -CAMEROON
Pa you were not only a father but my friend is the CMF MOVEMENT. Your dead is like a sharp arrow 🏹 in my heart. May your soul rest in peace
Daddy …. It hurts to see you are gone. I cried and felt devastated because you left a vacuum in my heart.
You were a good man, jovial, full of laughter and a father to many. Thank you for building a great foundation with love, togetherness, gentleness, kindness, unity and care.
I know you are in a better place and God has you in His arms since He knows it all.
You are forever in our hearts daddy.
May your gentle soul rest in the blossom of the Lord.
It has been difficult for us to write anything about Ni Martin, as it still feels unreal that he is no longer with us.
Ni Martin was one of the early children of Pa Michael and Mami Beatrice Fomukong of blessed memory. In the 1960s, he lived with them when Chief Adi Anyangwe of blessed memory—a brother and close friend to Pa Michael—traveled to England. From those early days, he stood as the big brother we looked up to.
His presence in the Fomukong household became even more meaningful when he returned from Nigeria with his engineering degree and began working with the CDC. His home in Tiko was a beloved holiday haven for some of the Fomukong children, and he would often appear at the Victoria (now Limbe) house whenever he wished, always filling the space with warmth.
What a loss! We can still hear his animated voice—questioning, reasoning, then offering his advice. Yet now, Ni, God has chosen this time to call you back to Himself, your Maker. We remain lost, still trying to understand your sudden departure. And yet, we take comfort knowing that, reunited with our dearly departed family and friends, you are in a good place. Please greet them for us.
Rest in peace, our dear Ni Martin.
With love,
The Fomukongs
Martin, my very good friend, you and I, we first met at the Lycée in Man O’ War Bay, Victoria, in 1964. We formed the second batch of the school, 33 of us, the first to do the bilingual experiment and came out with both the BEPC and the GCE. Rolly Martin, that was your own pet name as all 33 of us had. Mine? Mick Jagger, and you were the one who addressed me most by that name. I remember the very second day of our arrival at Man O’ War Bay we went to the bay itself. Some us already new how to swim. You pushed me into the water thinking that I already knew how to swim and I nearly drowned.
You are the only friend with whom I have shared the same class for 7 years and the same institutions for 10 years, in the Lycée (5 years), in CCAST Bambili (2 years) and at the University of Lagos (3 years).
A few years ago we formed the WhatsApp group “The 33 Stars” to enable us all stay in contact and exchange. You were one of the most active in that group. We will forever miss a character who always stood out in every event, made speeches and cracked jokes.
Rolly Martin, my heart is filled with sadness and my eyes with tears as I say goodbye to you. You will be missed, but not forgotten.
Ngang Godwin alias Mick Jagger
Friend and classmate
Tribute to NI MARTIN AYANGWE
Ni Martin, what really happened on that fateful day of first September 2025?
The day you gave up the ghost in such an unimaginable, dreadful way.
A way that denied us the chance to say a proper goodbye ,dance ,cry, drink and mourn you as a fallen “boabao” while looking at you well dressed in the cascade
We may never understand why God chose to take you this way.
But even in our pain, we still thank Him for the fruitful, abundant life you lived on earth.
I remember back in the late eighties when you employed me in CDC as Tiko rubber factory engineer.
After only a year and a half, I let you down by resigning.
You refused to accept my resignation letter, but I circumvented you by going through the head office.
I still hear your voice calling me “Sam” and asking if I was the one who had done this to you.
But years later, when you came to my new house during the hosting of Akotite ( ex.students of the university of Lagos), meeting ,you couldn’t belief how far I’ve gone.
That day we reconciled. I remember your words clearly: “Sam, you did a good thing. “to have left CDC.
From then on, we became very close again, working and sharing many things together.
I will always remember the conviction with which you explained engineering issues, and the pride with which you spoke of the many books you wrote. No one could love CDC SS Quarters the way you did, the tennis games, the laughter over bottles of beer, making it sound like it was the best place on earth. I also remember my last visit to you in the US. You took me to a wonderful Chinese restaurant where the food flowed like manna and your hybrid car, and the pride with which you explained every detail to me, as though I wasn’t an engineer myself! That was you, Ni Martin.
I will deeply miss all this, and especially the special intonation in your voice
as you called me “Sam.”
You were proud, knowledgeable, kind, respectful, a gentleman in every respect.
Ni Martin, you have gone almost the same way your beloved wife departed this earth. But we believe you are still with us in spirit, still calling me “Sam.”and intervening for us in heaven.
All we can say now is goodbye.
May the Lord Almighty receive your soul.
May God continue to watch over your children and the loved ones you left behind.
Stay strong in Heaven, as you stayed strong on earth.
Goodbye, Ni Martin, until we meet again in Paradise.
May your gentle soul journey peacefully into eternity. To the family, I extend my deepest sympathies; may you find strength in knowing that love endures beyond parting. All is well, for the spirit lives on in cherished memories.
UNCLE I MISS YOU SO MUCH. You were just the best. You always reminded me of my heritage and made me KNOW I am a princess. That meant a lot. You confirmed my identity. I love you so much. Where ever you are, look down on me and keep on shining!! I love you so much
Daddy…… as I always called you, its really painful doing this same kind of thing I did two years back when the most important person in my life passed away(Mama Anyangwe Caroline) where you stood steadfastly and confidently to make sure I do not breakdown throughout the funeral from start to finish. You showed me that she wasn’t only my mother but your very loved kidsister. Such a man filled with the spirit to Unify, encourage, advice, repremand and direct his family and loved ones. Who will stand in your shoes for the family now that you are gone?😭😭😭 I have again lost someone special with your passing. I cry but I appreciate your presence in our life while you lived. Daddy, you were a great Human and now I am sure you will rank Prime in the world of Angels even as a newcomer Angel. Your Place…….. 🫡🫡🫡
Continue to rest in Peace and say hi to my mother Mama Anyangwe Caroline and all the faithful departed.
Your Son,
Mola Scott
Daddy…… as I always called you, its really painful doing this same kind of thing I did two years back when the most important person in my life passed away(Mama Anyangwe Caroline). Where you stood steadfastly and confidently to make sure I do not breakdown throughout the funeral from start to finish. You showed me that she wasn’t only my mother but your very loved kidsister. Such a man filled with the spirit to Unify, encourage, advice, repremand and direct his family and loved ones. Who will stand in your shoes for the family now that you are gone?😭😭😭 I have again lost someone special with your passing. I cry but I appreciate your presence in our life while you lived. Daddy, you were a great Human and now I am sure you will rank Prime in the world of Angels even as a newcomer Angel. Your Place…….. 🫡🫡🫡
Continue to rest in Peace and say hi to my mother Mama Anyangwe Caroline and all the faithful departed.
Your Son,
Mola Scott
Short Prayer and Tribute for Daddy Martin Anyangwe
Heavenly Father,
We thank You for the life of Your servant, Daddy Martin Anyangwe. You blessed us with a true gentleman—sociable, kind-hearted, and full of humor.
Though a widower for many years, he never stopped encouraging couples in the Bigsea family to celebrate their anniversaries. With his camera in hand, he captured their joy, enlarged the photographs, and made extra copies as treasures for their homes. Today, those pictures on our walls are a living reminder of his love for family, marriage, and togetherness.
He was a people’s person—never failing to honor an invitation, always bringing joy, and proudly speaking of his children. His presence lifted every gathering.
Lord, we commit him into Your eternal rest. Comfort his family, strengthen his friends, and help us carry forward the values he lived by—love, kindness, and unity.
Daddy Martin, we will miss you dearly. You will forever be remembered in our hearts and homes.
Amen.
Greetings mourning family and friends. Still pondering why this happened. Greetings mourning family and friends. Still pondering why this happened. Looking at the birthday videos above, I think it was a commendable idea for the children to have thought of celebrating Ni Martin on his 70th birthday. You can see him radiating with happiness as he danced into the hall. I did not attend this event because I thought it was going to be the following day, and I just got to see the videos now. He loved taking pictures, and this is a good example on the importance of saving memories through pictures. Just a recap: I know Ni Martin since the late 70s during our CDC Tiko years when he worked as an Electrical Engineer and my Dad was with the Sawmill. I think he and my elder brother, George were school mates at CCAST Bambili . He used to often play tennis with my other brother, Sonny at the Tiko CDC club in the 80s before Sonny traveled to the US in 1987. So he is known to and all 9 siblings. I got to know Pauline, his first wife, at CCAST Bambili where she was in Upper 6th and I was in lower 6th by his introduction. She later moved to Tiko after they got married, and my family eventually moved to Kumba when my Dad retired, and I only got to meet them again many years after when I was doing my CUSS 6th year rotation for 4 months with the CDC in 1990. By then, they had had 4 children. I never really got to see them again after this, until we met in the US about 10 years ago. I admire his determination to keep fit and challenge any perceived limits, and he always encouraged everyone around him to take chances, make progress and not give up in any situation. He has asked me to give a good photo of my Mom for him to enlarge but I never followed through. On the day of his demise (💧💧), he made one more attempt to show his compassion by asking me to go take a look at a car he had seen that was on sale. He knew that my son was looking to get a car. So I told him that we will be looking at the dealerships first, but he was encouraging me to be more open minded with the search. This was the 2nd car he was letting me know he had seen in 3 weeks(😭😭), not to talk of the advice he had been giving me about avoiding professional stagnation. My prayer for you is for the Almighty to accept you and grant you eternal peace, free of worries, knowing that the children did their best to please you as you did to raise them , mostly as a single parent and that all your wishes for them will come to fruition, in Jesus’ name. Hug Pauline for us (💧). It appears that this story is true because I have not seen your text pushing me to do one thing or the other. I also remember him speaking so fast on that last day , as if he was in a rush to do something. I had to tell him to slow down in order for me to understand him. In all situations, we are asked to give thanks to the Almighty. We thank God for your life, and we now know that you have returned to your Creator. 🛐🤲
My brother, Sonny was the one who called me on Tuesday, September 2nd at about 4pm while I was at work and told me about his demise. Looking at the birthday , I think it was a great idea for the children to have thought of celebrating Ni Martin on his 70th birthday. You can see him radiating with happiness as he danced into the hall. I did not attend this event because I thought it was going to be the following day, and I just got to see the videos now. He loved taking pictures, and this is a good example on the importance of saving memories through pictures. My prayer for you is for the Almighty to accept you and grant you eternal peace, free of worries, knowing that the children did their best to please you as you did to raise them , mostly as a single parent and that all your wishes for them will come to fruition, in Jesus’ name. Hug Pauline for us (💧). 🛐🤲
May your soul continue to find peace in the Lord
It is with a heavy heart that i write this to you daddy. My strong hold and mentor
The pain is heavy. The wound is deep
Rip
*A Grandson’s Gratitude*
Grandpa, I will always cherish the image of you as a happy, cheerful, and loving grandfather. I often look back on our last holidays in the USA, where we shared such happy and enjoyable moments together.
You always believed in my future, and I felt that most clearly when my GCE O-Level results were shared with you. The joy in your response was immense, and your gift of a powerful Scientific Calculator, a tool for my continued studies, was the greatest sign of your appreciation and encouragement.
I deeply regret that I didn’t get the chance to express my full appreciation before you left, but I want to thank you now for everything you gave me. Thank you for believing in me and for never giving up on my potential.
We were already looking forward to our next visit, to see you again soon, but God’s ways are not our ways. Your sudden silence has left our family baffled and heartbroken.
You will forever remain in our hearts, Grandpa. We love you always.
OYEBOG Blessing Tanwani