Joe Cook Funeral & Family Aid

On July 3rd my father Joe Cook passed away. He was an inspirational individual who truly brought joy to those around him and strived everyday to be a meaningful person. His loss to me (his son) is a harsh one as he was such a great influence to me and the man who shaped me into who i am today. He was a man who lived many lives and his stories showed this to be true. If anything we can take away from his loss is the stories he left us with to remember him by.  As the next of kin and being left with only materialistic and sentimental belongings, I have very little to accomplish the goals I have in mind for his memory and celebration of life.  I am trying to raise money to accomplish the goal of celebrating his life and helping to ease the stress of daily life for his loved ones.  My Father showed me aspects of life that I knew not to be apparent and help to set fourth a path that I walk to this day. He was a true renaissance man, a hard working man. From the day he was born, this world was his for the taking and there was no convincing him that it wasn't. He was smart and funny, quirky and sharp. His outlook on life was subjective to the distortion of his childhood but none the less drove him to accomplish the goals of his time. Every donation helps to progress accomplishing his final cast away from this world and start the next chapter in life for myself and loved ones. He was a bookmark in the novel of life that I will forever turn back to for guidance and direction to remember where I came from and why. I hope we all can turn back these pages in our heart to remember my father. For every individual who knew him had a different, but optimistic view of him.  In many ways he touched the soul of those who loved him. In many ways he impacted the lives of those who met him, if only for a moment and the moment was meaningful. No matter the magnitude Joe Cook was destined to make waves and be remembered.  As I write this I hope all who read can find it within themselves to take a moment and feel the cold draft that he once kept away. Whilst this world is vast and inhabits many lives, his loss brought about a change. One that I think all of us who knew and loved him can feel. Whether you see the glass as half empty or full lies within the individual. Though I know my father always saw it more on the full side. Please find it within your heart to donate and help myself and his loved ones turn back the tides of his death. For we will not be saddened by his loss but filled with inspiration.