Paxton Cook

In the tapestry of my existence, Dad's love weaves a vibrant, enduring thread. His wisdom, like the ancient oaks, provides shelter in life's tempests. His laughter, a melody that dances through the corridors of my soul. With every heartbeat, his love resonates, a symphony of warmth and unwavering guidance. He is the bedrock of my being, the wellspring of boundless affection and unyielding strength. His presence is a sanctuary, a refuge where dreams take root and flourish. Love you Dad, forever.