Conrad Bobo Atabong

Lady Kate, Nge and family...
Ashia!!!!!!!  Ashia!!!!!  I cannot even imagine what you're going through, but feel your pain in the memories you've generously shared of Bobo - your beloved brother.  We're praying for you all during this season, especially your swet mother, that as difficult as the days get, may you never go for one day without feeling God's presence in the midst of things.. Ashia.. take it one minute, one hour and one day at a time...God is with you..  May Bobo's soul rest in peace as he reunites with your dad.. Ashia!

Bobo why? I need answers. I know you can hear me wherever you are. I taught we made a promise that DEATH WILL ONLY BE AT OLD AGE. Nkem ( MY OWN ) you have broken that promise. May you go well and prepare a place for us all. You are irreplaceable .Life is so unfair. REST IN PEACE NKEM, UNTILL WE WILL MEET TO PART NO MORE.

Our first encounter  with Uncle Bobo was in June 2011, when we visited our Motherland Cameroon. Immediately we saw our Uncle Bobo, myself & my baby brother shouted DADDYYYYY. We couldn't tell the difference between our daddy and Uncle Bobo.  Uncle Bobo's love towards us was incomparable. We thank god for the opportunity to taste and see a little bit of your undying  & compassionate love towards us all.  RIP UNCLE BOBO.

Uncle Bobo Embelle and I will never forget the few years we spent with you in Cameroon while we went to PNEU.  I know how much you loved us because you always liked to play with us and made sure we were ok at all times . You made sure we had food to eat and we did our home work on time.  When we came back to America you always called Mommy to ask how we are doing and we could talk to you.  You called me Monyama and called Embelle Scolis Scolis. Those were our nick names you loved to call us by. We will miss you Uncle Bobo.  We know that God will take good care of you now.  Rest in Peace.

Livita and Embelle Njeuma, your Nephew and Niece 

Bobo is a nick name that was given to my Lil brother Conrad Atabong when he was born.
He came to this world without a single strand of hair on his head. He never grew any hair for quite some time
when he was a baby while his twin sister had so much hair at birth.  He was immediately called Krobo (pidgin English word for No Hair).  Growing up, little kids could not quite pronounce the word Krobo very well and coined their own word 'Bobo' out of it.
Everyone started calling him Bobo and no one could even remember his name Conrad.  He was very pleasant and always full of smiles
that the name just suited him so much.  Rest in Peace my sweet little brothe Bobo.  I know You are in God's Kingdom and still smiling like you always do.