Birth date: May 13, 1926 Death date: Jan 26, 2015
Remembering Eddie Leon Cooper Eddie Leon Cooper was born May 13, 1926 in Ruston, La. He was the 5th of 6 children born to Maggie Smith Cooper and Lucius Cooper. He attended Grambling College until being inducted into the US Navy, Read Obituary
So sorry to learn about the loss of your dear loved one and the loss of our dear spiritual brother. Please know that so many people share your grief with you to help you through this difficult time of sorrow. Please accept my deepest condolences as we await the time when Jesus Christ will awaken all those asleep in death, including your beloved Eddie.(John 11:41-44)
I sat down today, inorder, to write letters to those, who've lost loved ones in death. As one of Jehovah's Witnesses, we try to bring comfort to our neighbors. Then I noticed, that this obituary was about my christian brother. Although I did not know him personally, might heart was still sad.So, I am reminding myself about Gods promises to bring our loved ones back to life one day. How I look forward to meeting Bro.Cooper some day. (Isaiah 25:8) (Job 14:14,15) (John 5:28,29). To his family, please accept my warm sympathies. May Jehovah God, Bless and Keep You All.C. Goodwin, Oakland,CA
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My grandfather was true to his religion as a Jehovah's Witness he had a true grind to himself he worked into his elder years to provide for my grandmother, I lived with them for a while out of the two of me and my sister Atienza I was the rebellious one and thought I knew everything until my grandfather got a hold of me in combination with my grandmother they were genuine and authentic in wanting of me to be on the right track as a youth just reinforced what my mother and father were already trying to tell me and I saw where my mother got her a stern ways from in living with them my grandfather especially took me under his wing at times when I would not be working with my grandmother just to tell me about the world in the path I was headed down if I didn't get it right.I visited my grandfather about eight months ago and in the midst of our conversation I told him about some hurtles I had triumphed over and he reached his hand out to me and gave me the firmest handshake, I truly felt like a man that was getting respect from another man that believed sternly in what I believed in and gave me true respect, that exchange of energy alone I will never forget and was very impactful to me and at that moment I understood that every decision I made in my life was the right for the experience that it was and to have no regrets and form that day forward have more clarity in my decision-making because God can take you at any time and if you live through it you're definitely here for a reason.Thank you grandfather.Me and him had a very genuine relationship as I got into my adult years I checked in with my grandfather quite often (my mother made sure of this) and when we would talk he would ask me how I was mentally financially and my availability to my family emotionally. He was a very loving and family oriented man I mean you could just hear it in his voice when he spoke very humble soft yet stern and to the point.They say God puts people in your life for a reason and in that moment you think of that phrase for just what it is but we seldom reflectively think of those who made an impact on us who have us on the path that were on now. And if we're blessed to live long enough to even consider that way of thinking to appreciate the positive path that we took in that its self is a blessing and is a rarity to this day because growing up in West Oakland all the influence that was around me I was succumbing to slowly but surly but that break in my life living with my grandparents what an experience that I hold true to today.It was a combined effort with my grandparents but my grandfather especially had his own humble way of getting his point across, and if you kept "bumping your head against the wall" that got on his nerves when I was not adhering to what he was trying to teach me yet I was still rebellious and naïve, I needed that from him that male influence of the rights and wrongs of the world and how to play my part in it so I don't become a negative statistic.A good Samaritan is what he helped build in me. I am so thankful for this man in the impact he had in my life.The energy and the exchange of it is a replica of our core values and what we allow ourselves to be vulnerable to and I allowed myself to let his energy come inside me and it stored in my soul. I just try to exemplify it every day in dealings with my family my three little boys and the patients that I have for them I consider my grandfather in the decisions that I make. He's looking down on me at this very moment I am blessed to be worthy of that.My grandfather was born in the early 1920s and his world experience is a rarity to this day he comes from a more genuine humble time where you really had to work for a living and earn you own especially being a black man so the knowledge and wisdom that he passed down to me comes from a place where few walked and lived to tell it to this generation.I love you grandfather.Thank you. Phoenix loves you
Nicholas (Niko) Karanikolasµe d??t??e sa? d??? t?? pa?d? ?ta? µe p??t??????se µe seÃ??ta? ?a? t?? seÃ??µ???a ?a? e?d?afe??ta? ?a e?µa? ?a?? ?a? ?a µ?? ste???????µa? p?? ?µ??? µa???? ap? t??? d????? µ?? ???e?? µe ??a?e ?a a?s????µa? ?t? ?t?d?p?te µe apas?????se µp????sa ?a t?? µ???s? ?a? ?a µe s?µÃ????e?e ? ?a µe Ã??????se ?a t?? ??µ?µa? p??ta ?a? ?a µ?? ?e??e?.Daddy accepted me like his own child as soon as he first met me… we had mutual respect … he wanted to know that I was well and that I was not sad that I was far from my parents… he made me feel like that I had someone to talk to about anything that might bother me. Daddy was able to advise me and help me… I will always remember him,, I miss him already.Carla Cooper-KaranikolaMy daddy knew more by accident than most people know on purpose. I used to tell him, â??be careful, the more you teach us the dumber youâ??ll getâ?. He was my co-conspirator in life. We both set aside many a petty squabble to have each otherâ??s back. Growing up I use to tell people â??my daddy will cut youâ?! HE and mama were responsible for my sense of entitlement. To the very end he told me that I was different. Daddiesâ?? memory will be eternal. My favorite daddy-ism is â??rigmaroleâ? (pronounced without the â??Lâ?).rigâ?¢maâ?¢role noun 'ri-g?-m?-?rol, 'rig-m?-: Nicholas KaranikolasFor 27 years Granddaddy was a constant light in my life! Mom worked late; my childhood was spent with my grandparents. Granddaddy was quick to teach us, new things. His approach was â??hands on â??, and he made teaching us his priority. He was never afraid to pop you or your friends upside the head for not listening. So knowledgeable, teaching us many things: tying shoes, riding bikes, multiplications, and how to fix everything. It may not look like much, but if granddaddy fixed it you knew it would work. Most importantly, he taught us the Word of God. Next time I see you, it will be with Grandma. I love you. May Your Memory Be Eternalâ?¦Justin KaranikolasBabiesâ?? first words are usually mama or daddy; my first words were granddaddy. Once Carla sowed granddaddy a picture of me and told him that I looked like gold. His reply was, â??he always was goldâ?. When granddaddy came to see me at Fairyland, he said â??thatâ??s my Grandsonâ?. He proudly told people that I was an Acolyte, a singer in the Pacific Boyâ??s Choir, and a saxophonist in the Antioch Marching Band. Granddaddy loved my girlfriend Julianna. He recently asked her, regarding me, â??Do you love him?â? Her answer made him smile. I will make sure that his memory is passed on. Rest in Peace Granddaddy.Eddie L. CooperJanuary 1st, 2015- â??â?¦God, bless the world with peace and love and kindness.â?
I really don't have any memories, but I do have a poem to share.Not Truly GoneGrandpa slipped away,Quietly one day.He simply went to sleep,No more to wake or weep.Now we gather hereAnd quietly shed a tear,As we lay him in the ground,No solace to be found.But Grandpa's not truly gone,Because his memory lives on,In all of us who loved him,Never to be forgotten.I would also like to say thank you to my grandfather,because without you my mother(the strongest women I know)would not be around. Love April
