Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I like what is in work-the chance to find yourself. Your own reality-for yourself, not for others-what no other man can ever know. You worked a profession that you thoroughly enjoyed, Officer Cook and you would not wanted it any other way. You were passionate about dispensing law and order in an honorable manner, like no other police officer. As stressful as a police officer's job might be, your job kept you reasonably healthy to where you could immerse yourself fully. You truly found an inner peace working with the various man and women who displayed the same kind of loyalty and bravery as you, Officer Cook. A goal driven individual, being out on patrol in the streets of Dade County allowed you to concentrate on the many tasks at hand. You showed a true grit and a mettle to match. Today, I visited your grave and laid four pinwheels by your stone. Life we know continues even through tragedy and those who pray for your soul all indeed miss you companionship. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. .

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 6, 2014

It has been a splendid tour of duty that you achieved in bravery, Officer Cook. You performed with a marvelous intelligence and spirit, favored by that fortune which loves the brave. It has now finished, we hope and pray with that fine good nature, which is after all, the distinguishing trait of your outstanding and uniquely calming character. To place yourself ahead of others so we may remain free of troubles, united together to form a common purpose and stay peaceful says a lot. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. You let cooler heads prevail and this is the trail you paved for us all.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 5, 2014

This is God Almighty's war and we are only His agents. All we can expect of these finely trained and brave warriors is that they act accordingly and produce the effort that the tax paying citizens have come to expect of them. No one said it would be a picnic, but at least thanks in large part to you, Officer Cook and those comrades of yours who were unafraid to sacrifice on our behalf, you left us better prepared to face the tough times that may lie ahead. You paved the trail, paid the price and were the epitome of God's goodness that He planted on this earth. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero in God's greenest of fields where you now can observe all the entries and exits of those who were like yourself in speech and in action.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 5, 2014

Someone has said that God takes care of bad people and the United States. This expedition apparently relied on the probability that that axiom would prove true. God watches over the simple, the weak, the sick, the mighty, everyone. His police officers are looked after despite what they have to endure each and everyday. God measures us for how we speak and what comes out of our lips. He had no problems with men and women like yourself, Officer Cook, because He knows what you stood for and amplified in action and in pure, correct and proper linguistics. You set the bar as the example for how we should comport ourselves. That bar is pretty high as you now rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 5, 2014

Men and women must have their bread and butter, but they must have something to lift their hearts. The police departments are spending their allotted dollars in a proper fashion in an effort to keep more officers on the streets. They try to uplift people's spirits and the more they can do for them the better. You did your part, Officer Cook, smiling and greeting each individual happily and proudly. You wore your uniform humbly and honesty and are now looking down as one of God's blue angels. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 5, 2014

That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind. You took that one leap, a giant and a most humble one, Officer Cook, becoming a very special police officer in the Dade County community. It must have taken a lot of due diligence on your part, lots of studying, very taxing physical and mental awareness to be able to fulfill the dreams of a lifetime. You now have planted the steps in all of us to reach beyond our widest imaginations to become whatever we so desire to do with our lives. The ladder is high, but the goal remains to climb it one rung at a time. You deserve our heartfelt thanks for showing the gratitude and the proper attitude to get the job done correctly with a true fighting spirit and in dignity personified. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 5, 2014

I was not prepared for the bad lands. They deserve this name. they are like the work of an evil child. Such a place the fallen angels might have built as a spite to heaven, dry and sharp, desolate and dangerous and for me filled with foreboding. A sense comes from it that does not like or welcome humans. Officer Cook, as well as you may have trained and prepared, no one ever knows when that time may come calling. One sure thing is that you will forever remain a legend and a true Metro-Dade Police Department Hero shining brightly over all who knew and respected you. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 5, 2014

Earth to a chamber of mourning turns-I hear the over weening, mocking voice, matter is conqueror-matter, triumphant only, continues onward. We have to go on, Officer Cook, for your family, friends, comrades. We have just begun the battle, now let us start thinking and acting in a soothing and passionate manner as you did. maybe we will get to witness the great results that your legendary professionalism has taken us to. You paved the way, laid a solid foundation to travel through, from thick and thin, from darkness to shining light, many a splendid picture to truly behold and to hang on to. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. From sea to shining sea, your soul for now and for eternity passes on by.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

Sorrow, the great idealizer. When I was a child people simply looked about them and were moderately happy; today they peer beyond the seven seas, bury themselves waist deep in tidings and by and large what they see and hear makes them unutterably sad. For all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these: "It might have been." People still get upset at losing a love done, a close friend, a neighbor who was worth every dime as a courageous police officer as yourself, Officer Cook. I look at family albums of my parents and still cry and get upset, why I never met you and look at your picture and cry. I do it at your grave which I have visited quite a few times lately. It's perfectly normal to show one's emotions, I wear them on my sleeve. What should be a happy time for you and your family, has turned into grief over your untimely loss and that of your beloved father, Charles. I do hope and will always say a prayer for your beloved mother, Mrs. Julia Cook. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. People view life and death very differently as is our own DNAs.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

Not indolence, nor pleasure, nor the fret of restless passions that could not be stilled, but sorrow and a care that almost killed, kept me from what I may accomplish yet. If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each person's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility. If only that day, Officer Cook, the first of your comrades to arrive at that fateful scene could have gotten that young man to surrender, the bloodshed and violence that day could have been avoided. You did your job to the best of your abilities, at least you were passionate, calm to a degree and gave proper instruction to your partner, Reserve Officer Scott Lincoln, who besides Detective Blocker escaped unscathed. I do not know what I might have done if I was your partner that day, say a lot of prayers that you would pull through and resume your career with your comrades as they battled for their lives in the hospital. The supreme sacrifice that you made was only for heaven's name and for the safety of the community that you loved patrolling and gracing with your compassion. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. We can only hope to see you one day and do pray for the welfare of your comrades who lived because of your unsung bravery to act accordingly. I'm sure Officers DiGenova and Edgerton think about you and would celebrate your retirements together.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

Be still, sad heart! And cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and dreary. Some days are like this, we can't change the weather. But we can correct the courses that our life pursuits take us. Police officers cannot always control their fates, although they definitely can perform their jobs in a way that may make them less vulnerable to the perils that may await them in the streets. You worked and performed, Officer Cook as you were trained to do. Sizing up a situation and utilizing a calming and soothing tone translated into success for you most of your six years of duty as a safe and sound officer. All this has been noticeably absent, but those who worked with you have never forgotten your good name and the honor with which your represented your department and community. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. Your goodness in name and in heroism will last forever.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

A lean sorrow is hardest to bear. All are hard to bear much less witness. Believe me, every person has their secret sorrows, which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call someone only when they are sad. You went through a sorrow, Officer Cook ,when your beloved father, Charles, passed away in November 1976, from what your nephew, Justin told me. The fact that your beloved mother, Mrs. Julia Cook, has unfortunately gone through these two tragic family sorrows shows us her endless courage unto itself, her physical regality, her spiritual resourcefulness and her ability to recognize and be able to continue her life in the very face of adversity. But make no mistake Officer Cook, you and your dad, Charles, served your country and community with the same exact amount of excellence, grace, dignity, integrity and ingenuity and bravery beyond what is expected of its faithful and loyal servants. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. God could not have two finer servants both in humbleness and in humility protecting His streets.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal, every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open, this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude. In the deepest heart of all of us there is a corner in which the ultimate mystery of things works sadly. If you suffer, thank God!-it is a sign that you are alive. We may brood, we are surely allowed to be upset, in the doldrums, angry, bitter and however we should feel when police officers who are brave and bold lay down their lives for our protections. You were this type of person, Officer Cook, who viewed a challenge and relished the thought of doing something about it. The day of May 16, 1979, you were out on patrol about to finish your shift and heard of a call go out over the radio, you went to that call and saw what needed to be done and in the process you saved your comrades and those three civilians in a matter of a few minutes. I'm sorry as are all other citizens that something happened to such a fine and and dedicated young man so full of life. But Dade County and in Washington, D.C. they will forever remember your heroics and have been singing their praises for a job well done. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

I have used this word a few times and believe it is matriculate. Something that life teaches us great lessons on how we can better ourselves and the world at large that we all reside in. It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it. Police officers face many good people who are willing to roll up their sleeves, pick in and assist wherever they are needed. They too face their adversaries in all kinds of environments, something you faced many times, Officer Cook and were able to reach a sound and peaceful conclusion. Sorrow teaches us a great lesson in humility and in perseverance. They are afforded the greatest honors in death as they exposed themselves to the many dangers while here in their many communities trying to serve, protect and defend our rights, freedoms and liberties. Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need is purgatory. All we know my neighbor, friend and hero is that your soul is surrounding us at all times in God's golden streets that are reserved for its many heroes and heroines who were unafraid to meet life's many challenges. Rest in peace.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 4, 2014

The beleaguered might endeavor in futile things, but wars with the heart are those that dare and sing. I care not who writes the laws of a country so long as I may listen to its songs. That is why it is up to the finest and most courageous women and men of our law enforcement communities to give us an adjustment into how we might better lead a charge of cheer and goodwill to make certain that peace and unity never leave our midst. We can sing and be joyful because of your unending amount of energy, Officer Cook, that you brought to your job on a daily basis. I'm sure at your Inspector's Funeral there was some singing, Officer Cook, along the wailing of the bagpipes and the sobs of the throngs of people and fellow officers who came locally and from all over the country to pay homage to a true and humble beacon of hope, an optimist who never let despair keep him down for long. The rays of opportunity for all Dade County citizens shine even brighter because of your bravery, unselfish commitment to sacrifice and courageous heart, my neighbor, friend and hero, Officer Cook. Rest in peace.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 3, 2014

When he sang, the village listened; all the warriors gathered around him, all the women came to hear him: now he stirred their souls to passion, now he melted them to pity. When you were out on patrol, Officer Cook, day or night the citizens knew it was yourself who had their backs and looked after all people with the same professionalism that allowed you the opportunity to take others under your wing or command. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. Your actions have stirred our passions into how one should primarily conduct both their private and professional lives.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 3, 2014

I breathed a song into the air, it fell to earth, I knew not where; for who has sight so keen and strong, that it can follow the flight of Song? As long as you were alive and well, Officer Cook, every breath and ounce of strength in your body was utilized only for the good of this world and in making those people who you served and protected diligently and faithfully confident in their abilities and capabilities to prosper in all their endeavors. You were a very observant, strong and resourceful officer who as was stated by your close friend, Chief Geoff Jacobs was way ahead of the crowd in maturity and in leadership. Your loving spirit now flies as high as those songs you sung as a young man and will forever fly high. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 3, 2014

What is the taste of song, when the world lacks the ear of taste? Blues are the songs of despair, but songs sung in a house of worship are the songs of hope. Amazing Grace is surely the proper song to play at the Inspector's Funeral of an officer who gives their life so others can live. Your acceptance into God's golden streets, Officer Cook, is and will always be because you were unafraid in meeting the daily challenges that lie in front of each officer. The hope of realization is one day all will be reunited with you once again. You were a master of compassion and a prince of passion who never met an exploit to big to travel through. You more than carried you weight during your battles with evil and brought forth an everlasting change within your community that can still be felt today. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all, many the hopes that have vanished after the ball. Our hopes have not left us, Officer Cook. One thing for certain, your beautiful spirit still flies gently in each day and nights breeze up in God's heavenly skies. So long as you are looking down, we feel a great sense of calmness in the air we take in our lungs. lead us to keep expanding our horizons and the special intrinsic gifts we have been given by Our Creator. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. Our hearts will always ache over your loss, we can shed a tear or two, but we know you would want us to carry on with the same degree of grace and dignity you so faithfully exhibited while loyally serving all Dade County.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

In some aspects a trailer park is a Utopian society, for it consists of persons each of whom is occupying the same amount of space in the community and none of whom is working very hard at anything in particular and all of whom are engaged in perfecting the art of living; and although trailer society, like every other society I have ever examined, has its little caste system, economically it is rather a success: everyday is a holiday and every night is bingo. People can live how ever they choose to. Matter of fact, I have known some fine people who lived in a trailer park and worked their tails off to do so. They hook up their boats to their RVs and travel around the country wherever and whenever they choose to. You might have done this with Karen, Officer Cook, taken an RV and traveled a bit while on a vacation with her. It can be very relaxing, no hustle and bustle of waiting in a security line at the airport to board a jet, just yourselves and nature, since you were a photographer and an outdoor person. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

It is the tendency of all social burdens to crush out the middle class and to force society into an organization of only two classes, one at each social extreme. Of all the burdens that rest squarely on the shoulders of all police officers, honesty and integrity would seem to go hand in hand. You cannot have a force, Officer Cook, in which the majority of its officers acts in a reckless and callous manner. You can't. Society may suffer from affliction and strife, it's up to its heroes and heroines to stay the course and to do the very best job possible to keep freedom's ship a float. Your division and department I want to think does this twenty-four hours a day, year round in order for the residents to in peace and without the fears of something sinister happening. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

Society is like the air, necessary to breathe, but not enough to live on. your body and soul, Officer Cook, was exposed to evil that awful day, but you gave your very last ounce of breathe to procure the rights of everyone in order for them to continue living their lives. A grand hero to be sure, who worked his existence so we could all survive and thrive. High society may be for those who have stopped working and no longer have anything important to do. You had your whole life in front of you with Karen, she knew and understood the risks you and the many fine and talented police officers make each day to secure our liberties. A friend until the end, whose unwavering spirit complimented your colleagues in their daily challenges. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero. God is surely making certain all those zeroes have a number next to them indicating the challenges that lie ahead for those of us in this world.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

I doubt very much if civilization-so called has helped generosity. I bet the old caveman would divide his food with you as quick as one of us will ask a down-and-out to go in and have a meal with us. Those old boys and girls would tear off a wolf skin breech-clout and give you half of it, quicker than a Ph.D. would slip you his umbrella. Civilization has taught us how to use utensils, but there are those who think it is easier to use one's fingers if nobody is watching. I know, Officer Cook, you were raised along with Nancy, your sister with proper manners. All officers are expected to act properly as much as the citizens they serve and protect. May 16, 1979 bears out this fact in a most vivid and memorable fashion. Tragically, we still have one too many uncivilized persons who think bedlam, kayos and mayhem is deemed proper behavior. You were a very brave soul to answer a call you had answered many times during your six years of serving Metro-Dade County residents and won't be forgotten for doing so. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

I doubt very much if civilization{so called} has helped generosity. I'd bet the old caveman called divide his food with you as quick as one of us will ask a down and out person to go in and have a meal with us. Those old boys and girls would rip off a wolf skin breech-clout and give you half of it, quicker than a PH.D. would slip you their umbrella. Civilization has taught us to eat with a fork, but even now if nobody is around we use our fingers. I know, Officer Cook, you and your loving and devoted sister, Nancy, were raised with manners. My wife, Holly, is a childcare provider and must train and show her kids how to wash their hands with soap and water. I believe most civilized individuals realize this. Police officers need to be civilized just as much as those citizens of which they took a solemn oath to serve and to protect. I can imagine just by what I've heard and read about you, your life and career, that you would go to great lengths for anybody. May 16, 1979 bears this very fact out most vividly. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 2, 2014

No one man is capable, without the aid of society, of supplying his own wants; and those wants acting upon every person, impel the whole of them into society, as naturally as gravitation acts to a center. You were in the center of a terrible domestic dispute, Officer Cook and your heroic act propelled you to the head of the Metro-Dade Police department's Honor Roll of heroes and heroines who like you took action and charge in bravery and courage to make its citizens safer. Rest in peace my neighbor, friend and hero.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 1, 2014