Ralph A. Cook

March 24, 1929 ‒ April 13, 2018

Marion, Ohio

Ralph A. Cook, age 89 of Marion, joined the crew of one of the Supreme Commanders’ celestial ships when he passed away on Friday April 13, 2018.

Ralph was born on March 24, 1929 in Norwich, NY, the son of the late Louis and Elsie (Phillips) Cook. Ralph graduated from Moosehart High School in Moosehart, Illinois in the class of 1948.

He married Ruby V. Eaches on July 19, 1952 in Pascagoula, Mississippi. Ruby preceded Ralph in death on March 17, 2004.

Ralph joined the United States Navy in July of 1948. He retired from the Navy after 30 years of service as a Chief Petty Officer in 1978.

He is survived by a daughter Pamela Blanton of Marion; two sons: Michael (Debbie) Cook and Ralph O. Cook, both of Marion; grandchildren: Trina Nichols, Michael Blanton, Michael Cook, Misty Price Cook, Jason Cook, and Jennifer Hempy; great grandchildren: Sydney Cook, Chloe Price Cook, Caden and Jade Brady, Harrison and Jaxon Cook, Ella Boyd, and Issac Blanton.

Along with his parents and wife, Ralph is preceded in death by his son Donald Cook; siblings: Theodore Hubbard, William, Walter, and Clyde Cook, Grace (Armondi) Cook, Irene (Snell) Cook, and Julie Cook all of Norwich and Sherburne, NY.

Services will be held privately by the family with burial in Grand Prairie Cemetery.

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the donor’s choice or Child City, Loyal Order of Moose in Moosehart, ILL or the US Navy Memorial, 701 Pennsylvania Ave. N.W. Suite 123, Washington, D.C. 20004.

The Snyder Funeral Homes, GUNDER/HALL Chapel is honored to be serving the Cook family; condolences may be expressed to the family by visiting www.SnyderFuneralHomes.com

  • So Sorry for your lost! He is going to be missed! He was a very good person! I’ll miss you “Cookie”!!!

  • Words can not express what a wonderful human being Ralph was and will be truly missed.

    Mr. And Mrs Ken (boo) Caudill

  • My Condolences to you all, I’m so sorry for your lose. I know words can not heal all your broken hearts, because Cook made a impact on all who loved him and met him,including me.
    Only to love and share your memories with one another will help in healing ,and I am certain Cook told you his stories now to share with the younger people. God be with you all .

  • Grandpa. You and Grandma took care of Misty and I since we were young. You two would buy us school clothes and mail them to Michigan. It was always a treat getting surprises from you in the mail. Then we getting out of school for the summer was so exciting because we got to spend the entire summer in Ohio with you guys and Dad. When I was 15 I decided to do something scary and leave Mom and Misty and all my friends behind and come live with you Grandma and Dad. Looking back I’m glad I made the move. I don’t know if you feel you taught me a lot but I watched you and paid attention a lot to you.
    Sometimes you would allow me to tag along with you on your morning walks. I was curious when exactly you went. I knew you walked to get the newspaper but I didn’t truly know how much you walked until I went with you. I didn’t make that a habit as I found it difficult to keep up with you even though I was 15 and you were 67. In the summer we would spend the mornings on the front porch. You eating a bowl of Raisin Bran and me eating a box of Honey Nut Cheerios out of Grandma’s mixing bowl. We would talk about sports and I would read the paper after you and you would sing songs from the Navy and the Notre Dame fight song. Later on in the day you would make way to your room because that’s where Grandma kept you and wee would watch tghe cubs on WGN at 2 o’clock on most days. You would always talk about how awful thery were but you would still watch them everyday. Then at night you would watch the Braves on TBS. They were always great and you enjoyed watching them a also even though the Cubs were your favorite. These are my childhood memories that are forever engraved in my mind.
    The most important thing I learned from watching you is how you took care of your family and friends. I always noticed when it wasn’t easy for grandma to get around you would also help here and carry her purse for here and help her anyway you could. Sometimes she wanted someone to fight and argue with and she would pick you and you would agree with her and that would make her more angry because she wanted someone to fight and argue with and you wouldn’t play along. You taught me how to take care of a family and I’d like to thank I do a good job and that because of you.
    When Grandma passed I had a rough time for awhile. But a few days after she passed I had a dream. It was as real as could be. I was in a dark room and a tv came on. I was trying to make out what I was seeing. There was a tavern like in the old western days, which was herr favorite movies. Then there were people playing poker at the tables which is what you all loved to do. The strange thing about these people is the all had wings. The a person got up and looked at me through the screen as if she know I was watching and as the person got closer I knew them it was Grandma. This startled me and I woke up in a sweat. The next day I tried to make sense of it and I think Grandma was telling me not to be sad and that she was ok and in a good place. The funny thing about this is you passed on Friday and something strange that is unusual happened on Saturday. Your 2 favorite teams were playing each other, the Cubs and the Braves. Well it was the seventh inning stretch and they just finished singing ” Take Me Out To the Ballgame.” The Cubs were down 10-3. It just so happened your Cubbies scored 2 in the bottom of the 7th and 9 in thge bottom of the 8th and won 14-10. I imagine your telling me not to be sad and your ok and in a good place. I just found this amazing and as always I was paying attention watching things that reminded me of you. So if you were sending me a message I get it and I’m happy for you and Grandma being together again and I love you and with always aspire to be like you and teach Jaxson and Harrison the same things.

  • Mr. Cook was a friendly neighbor of my dad, Herman Napper. My dad referred to Mr. Cook by the name of “Cookie”. The two men enjoyed each other with their brief talks as one or the other was walking in the neighborhood. Mr. Cook was a good man. He will be welcomed in heaven.

  • Grandpa was one of the strongest, most generous and most important man in my life. When grandma passed it was the hardest thing I ever went through but seeing how strong grandpa was after she passed really helped me get through the hard times. When I was 12 I went to live with grandma and grandpa, who raised me as if I was one of their children. They were so much fun. I remember grandpa and I always talking football because I was a Steelers fan, which he was not! Then it was March Madness and grandpa, Randy Miller and I would always do our brackets and had so much fun comparing whose bracket was doing the best, even as sick as grandpa was when March Madness was starting this year we sat down and did our brackets together and still watched the games and had fun. I think of him as a granfather, father and best friend. I miss him so much, but I also know that grandma was waiting for him with open arms standing right beside Jesus and is in Heaven with grandma the love of his life. He is no longer suffering and In pain, he is happy and looking down on us all with grandma and telling is in a special way that he is better now and for us to celebrate the great life he lived. I will never ever forget you grandpa you and grandma saved me from a horrible childhood, and gave me a great life! I love you forever!

  • Grandpa you are the strongest realist man I have ever known. You and grandma have always been my personal heros, and the love you shared with us was the best feeling ever. I remember my childhood that I spent with you every moment until I was 10. I remember asking you if you killed anyone in the Navy and you said ” no, but I was the best cook on the ship.” This made me smile all the time. Other times remembered is when grandma wldnt give me money to play games at the Hub you would always sneak me a couple dollars and grandma wld say Damn you Cook and we wld just laugh. I could go on forever about my memories with you, but most of all you were the best. You were a one of a kind gentlemen and now you are with grandma again. I miss you and love you more then words can convey! Until we meet again, go rest high on that mountain. I love you and cherish every memory I have had with you! Fly high!!💖💖

  • so sorry to find out that my uncle Ralph passed away, but now he is in a better place, with his wife. Uncle Ralph say hi to MOM for me. LOVE you with all my heart. Alma Jean