
"I am Jean's oldest son and Cookie's older brother. People often say that Jean and I are the same person. We are only 15 years apart, but we navigated life together. I remember her gentleness and beauty. I always felt protective, and she used to call me her bodyguard. There is nothing that I would not do to help make her life a little bit easier, as she worked to provide for Cookie, Renee, and me. People also joke that she would live with me if she were alive. I believe so, too. I most remember her kindness to others and her constant thoughtfulness. This is the most important lesson and trait that she left me. I will always carry that mantra and be proud that I was her protector.
Cookie and I are so close in age that we were the same age for two whole weeks. We were raised like twins, so close in age. Frick and Frack, lol. Cookie and I shared so much together throughout our lives. When you saw one of us, you saw the other. Wow, there are lots of stories of our journey together.
Cookie was more than a brother. He was a confidant, prayer partner, teacher, and, most of all, my best friend. I can't count how many times he steered me in life's choices and was always my cheerleader. His big laugh would make me laugh, too.
I will never forget all that we shared as brothers. There is no bond stronger. I am forever grateful that God allowed me to be his big brother and for him to be my best friend".
"I am Jean's only daughter and Cookie's baby sister. I can't express my pride and joy in celebrating my beloved mother and cherished big brother. My mom was a gentle and creative soul. Being so young, I can't remember the hard times and limited resources, but my mom strived to ensure I had a wonderful childhood.
My fondest memories are of her making paper dolls with matching clothes. She was so creative! She would sketch people, and I would use the pictures as a coloring book. She saved old clothes and helped me make chic outfits for my doll babies and my favorite Barbie.
While I was only 12 when she passed away, I will never forget her pretty hair, perfume, and creativity. I hope to be at least half the woman and possess even half the strength of Jean.
My big brother was so much more than a brother. He was a confidant, prayer partner, and ATM when I was in college! Cookie would come to my school's open houses and meet with every teacher. He taught me to drive, budget, balance a checkbook, and always give back. Cookie was instrumental in catapulting my career by encouraging me to take a chance and move over 1,000 miles away (alone!) for a job. He was right, and I will forever be grateful. I can't imagine my life without hearing him call me 'sugar,' 'Doll Baby,' and 'Renee Denise,' lol. I am thankful to God for allowing Cookie to be my big brother, if only briefly".

“I am a cousin. I remember Jean’s kindness and smile and those hugs were hugs of comfort. She always showed love for family. When I look at Renee, I see Shirley Jean as she is her mother’s twin not only in looks but in spirit”.
“Cookie was the epitome of caring. Not only did he show all kinds of love for his family, but he sincerely cared about his community. He was always there to support anyone who was in need. He pops up in my thoughts because he was so funny, and that laugh - it still warms my heart”.

“I am a cousin. Jean was a kind-hearted, gentle soul that showed selfless generosity”. ”Cookie was intentional and methodical, giving his time, talent, expertise, and resources, and always cheerfully willing to help. His giving spirit demonstrated the value of meeting basic needs and the joy and happiness received through his generosity and philanthropy”.

"I didn’t get the chance to meet my mother-in-law, Jean, in person, but judging from the beautiful woman my wife is... with a caring heart towards others, humble, funny, and a bright light to those who cross her path… it’s a testament to who you were. I wish I could have met you in person if only once, hugged you, and promised to take good care of Renee. Since we didn’t meet, I promise to give charitably in your honor.
What struck me about my brother-in-law Ron, aka “Cookie,” was about his business in every way. Cookie was a no-nonsense but caring individual who gave freely of himself. Ron was very protective of his little sister, my wife Renee, but once he got comfortable with me, he opened up, and we became friends. I asked him for permission to marry his sister.. ..he approved and seemed relieved that he didn’t have to worry so much about Renee anymore.
As I got to know him, I watched him and witnessed his charity, love of God, family, and friends. He was a blessing to all those who knew him and became a blessing to my life. In his honor, I vow to keep his “If I Can Help Somebody” spirit alive."
