Papa,
HOMONYME: C'est comme cela que tu aimais à m'appeler affectueusement! Il n'y aura plus désormais de HOMONYME. HOMONYME, c'est fini! 
Pour tout ce que tu as fait pour nous; pour tout ce que tu as fait pour moi, ton oeuvre restera A JAMAIS gravé dans ma mémoire. Tu as toujours été mon repère! Tu as toujours été un exemple pour moi! Tu a été mon modèle et tu le resteras!!!
Pour tout le travail que tu as accompli sur terre, je prie pour que le Seigneur t'accueille afin que tu puisses reposer en paix!
Merci pour tout et que la terre de nos ancêtres te soit légère!
Antoine FOTSO WAFO

Papa Fossi !!!  

" Un cadeau a tout le monde... " " Un cadeau a tout le monde...."  

Une fin de soiree ..c'etait en 1992, tu es arrive et nous etions en train de " jouer au ballon ". Tu nous donnais nos cadeaux de noel.
Ma maman te disait " Heee Papa arrete ! c'est beaucoup pour les enfants " 
toi tu repetais inlassablement " Un cadeau a tout le monde.. ". Tsuip  

Que le temps passe.. mes parents s'en vont et on se demande toujours pourquoi nous sommes loin du pays? :"(

Papa you are gone too soon, you were one of the most intriguing , caring and amazing person i have ever known. Every time i came to Cameroon, you were one of the people i always made sure i visited. You and auntie have been like parents to all of us ever since we were little babies. Your smile and love of life was contagious. Any business you started turned into gold, because you were so charismatic and kind . Me and my whole family will miss you. Travel well and keep watching over us your children. Below is a little poem about the train that we call life.

At birth, we boarded the train of life and met our parents, and we believed that they would always travel by our side. However, at some station, our parents would step down from the train, leaving us on life's journey alone.

As time goes by, some significant people will board the train: siblings, other children, friends, and even the love of our life.

Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we won't realize that they vacated their seats! This train ride has been a mixture of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and farewells.

A successful journey consists of having a good relationship with all passengers, requiring that we give the best of ourselves. The mystery that prevails is that we do not know at which station we ourselves will step down. Thus, we must try to travel along the track of life in the best possible way -- loving, forgiving, giving, and sharing.


When the time comes for us to step down and leave our seat empty -- we should leave behind beautiful memories for those who continue to travel on the train of life. For me, you left those beautiful memories i will always cherish.

"Pa Antoine" 
Today, I am still playing our 2013 Paris conversation in my head . I still feel your envigorating and passionate energy and love of business. In an hour conversation that we had at Villeneuve St Georges, I realized how little I knew about everything. You were well spoken, well read and could hold a conversation in all areas of life and business,. I have learned so much around you. From vacation spent with you in Bonaberri ( Dla) to seeing you in Houston Tx. You are an hero. I thank the lord to have allowed us to share the goodness of your being. I pray everyday that you will continue to watch over us and help us cope with your loss... You are at a better place today, no more pain, no more worries. We will celebrate your life and continue your legacy. What am amazing human being. I can't thank you enough and I can't thank the lord enough to have blessed our lives with you. You have lit the path for us and we will follow it.

Love always tonton Antoine
Christine Wacta

Papa, tu as été un homme spécial, un homme de paix, un homme d'église. Avec ton parcours remarquable, comme le témoigne ton mémoire, tu resteras a jamais un modèle et une inspiration pour nous et les générations futures. Tu vas nous manquer, mais nous savons que tu es maintenant avec le grand boss.