Eric Patterson Cooper

Eric was a friend from High School and we would get together every Friday to play at Isle of Wright. I will miss him.

Will miss my friend.
Jennifer, Amber and Michael, please know that I'll be here for you.

Eric was a very good friend. Met him when I started working at the Rec. Dept. My prayers are with family and friends.

Best friend I ever had. You´ll be missed.

So sorry to hear of Eric's passing. Our families attended church together and we were like extended family in our childhood days. Will remember you all in prayer.

Sending my heartfelt condolences to your family during this difficult time. Mr. Eric was such a kind and memorable presence in my life growing up, and I will always appreciate the bond our families shared. Wishing you peace and comfort as you honor his memory and navigate this loss. I know he was loved by many and will be sorely missed. Please let us know if we can do anything to help you during this time.

Dear Michael, Amber, and Jennifer,

We are so deeply sorry about the tragedy of your father. Eric was a dear friend to us all. One who would always be there for you, regardless if he had something going on. We will miss him so much. He truly was considered family in our book. Anyone who knew Eric was well aware of his well earned nickname "The Opossum". It fit him perfectly because no matter what he went through, nothing would keep him down for very long. He always had a positive...

Our hearts are so broken with hearing this sad news! He was such a nice and gentle person. One of my favorite memories of Eric, who is my second cousin, was the time he and his mother, cousin Barbara, met us and all the cousins in Nashville, at our Crown meeting. We had the best time talking, laughing and cutting up! Since that trip Eric and I have had some great conversations and laughs. I know how much he’ll be missed and our condolences go out to his children, grandchildren and sister...

We first met the Coopers when they moved in next door to us on Spruce Street and the very first time I saw Eric, he was running behind a laughing Michael who had decided he wasn't going to put up with the clothes he had on....he must've been about two or three at the time and Eric was a step behind picking up the clothes and trying to get Michael to " stop that or I'm gonna tell your mama!". Of course, from that day on, his family was also my family, there are so many good memories of them...