Bobby Cook was a loving husband, great father and an awesome friend to all who knew him. We are touched by angels and walk where angels tread. They will guard and guide us through the days ahead. In times of sorrow, as in the days of joy, they bring us hope and comfort nothing can destroy. In the hours of darkness, when our dreams have flown; they bring us peace and healing. We are not alone through times of doubting, still they understand. We are touched by angels walking hand in hand. The celebration of  Bobby's life has been shared in the beginning, and again, in the end. Yet we forget to celebrate it, in every moment we live. Time, days, years, go on, but are we alive? Alive and do not know it, sleeping in the world and dead to the life we are to live. To celebrate all life, the sparrow who sang in the morning, and died in the night,..why do we not celebrate its life? To know thyself is to know you are alive – to give, to love, to seek truth, beauty, and suffer pain. In life as it is meant to be, pain is forgotten, and strength is all that's left to be gained in the moment by moment celebration of life.

Bobby Cook will be truly missed by a host of relatives and friends. Psalms 73:26