Paul R Cochran, 56 passed away suddenly on May 14, 2018. He was born June 12, 1961 to Paul C And Dixie Cochran of Louisville. He graduated from Seneca High School in 1979. Preceding him In death are his mother, Dixie, and brother Steven Cochran.
Paul leaves to cherish his memory his high school sweetheart and wife of 37 years, Jeannean Suffridge Cochran, two sons, Brandon L Cochran (Miranda), William Jesse Cochran (Carlye), two grandchildren, Hollie and Andrew, sister Pamela Mitchell (John), and many nieces and a nephew. Also part of his family are his two furry companions, Gracie and Pebbles.
Paul had an infectious personality that endeared him to everyone he met. He was known for his elaborate pranks and practical jokes and was a storyteller extraordinaire. But best of all, when the tables were turned and the joke was on him, he had the ability to enjoy the moment and laugh with the rest of us. He spent life close to his family and friends and was always the first to help. Even to the end, Paul spent his last hours helping family.
He spent most of his career working in utility construction and was a skilled professional, well respected in his field. He was rarely seen without his work boots, at least a pocket knife, probably a screwdriver or two and his tablets and pencils so he would be prepared for anything. Paul spent his extra hours down on his farm where he built a cabin, hosted infamous canoe trips, hunted and fished with his two sons and friends. He was an avid deer and turkey hunter, he loved gardening and working with wood. The farm was his haven, his escape and he dreamed of the day we could leave the city and be there forever.
His family and friends will miss him dearly but we'll cherish his memory and celebrate his life always.
Paul leaves to cherish his memory his high school sweetheart and wife of 37 years, Jeannean Suffridge Cochran, two sons, Brandon L Cochran (Miranda), William Jesse Cochran (Carlye), two grandchildren, Hollie and Andrew, sister Pamela Mitchell (John), and many nieces and a nephew. Also part of his family are his two furry companions, Gracie and Pebbles.
Paul had an infectious personality that endeared him to everyone he met. He was known for his elaborate pranks and practical jokes and was a storyteller extraordinaire. But best of all, when the tables were turned and the joke was on him, he had the ability to enjoy the moment and laugh with the rest of us. He spent life close to his family and friends and was always the first to help. Even to the end, Paul spent his last hours helping family.
He spent most of his career working in utility construction and was a skilled professional, well respected in his field. He was rarely seen without his work boots, at least a pocket knife, probably a screwdriver or two and his tablets and pencils so he would be prepared for anything. Paul spent his extra hours down on his farm where he built a cabin, hosted infamous canoe trips, hunted and fished with his two sons and friends. He was an avid deer and turkey hunter, he loved gardening and working with wood. The farm was his haven, his escape and he dreamed of the day we could leave the city and be there forever.
His family and friends will miss him dearly but we'll cherish his memory and celebrate his life always.
Paul R Cochran, 56 passed away suddenly on May 14, 2018. He was born June 12, 1961 to Paul C And Dixie Cochran of Louisville. He graduated from Seneca High School in 1979. Preceding him In death are his mother, Dixie, and brother Steven Cochran.
Paul leaves to cherish his memory his high school sweetheart and wife of 37 years, Jeannean Suffridge Cochran, two sons, Brandon L Cochran (Miranda), William Jesse Cochran (Carlye), two grandchildren, Hollie and Andrew, sister Pamela Mitchell (John), and many nieces and a nephew. Also part of his family are his two furry companions, Gracie and Pebbles.
Paul had an infectious personality that endeared him to everyone he met. He was known for his elaborate pranks and practical jokes and was a storyteller extraordinaire. But best of all, when the tables were turned and the joke was on him, he had the ability to enjoy the moment and laugh with the rest of us. He spent life close to his family and friends and was always the first to help. Even to the end, Paul spent his last hours helping family.
He spent most of his career working in utility construction and was a skilled professional, well respected in his field. He was rarely seen without his work boots, at least a pocket knife, probably a screwdriver or two and his tablets and pencils so he would be prepared for anything. Paul spent his extra hours down on his farm where he built a cabin, hosted infamous canoe trips, hunted and fished with his two sons and friends. He was an avid deer and turkey hunter, he loved gardening and working with wood. The farm was his haven, his escape and he dreamed of the day we could leave the city and be there forever.
His family and friends will miss him dearly but we'll cherish his memory and celebrate his life always.
Paul leaves to cherish his memory his high school sweetheart and wife of 37 years, Jeannean Suffridge Cochran, two sons, Brandon L Cochran (Miranda), William Jesse Cochran (Carlye), two grandchildren, Hollie and Andrew, sister Pamela Mitchell (John), and many nieces and a nephew. Also part of his family are his two furry companions, Gracie and Pebbles.
Paul had an infectious personality that endeared him to everyone he met. He was known for his elaborate pranks and practical jokes and was a storyteller extraordinaire. But best of all, when the tables were turned and the joke was on him, he had the ability to enjoy the moment and laugh with the rest of us. He spent life close to his family and friends and was always the first to help. Even to the end, Paul spent his last hours helping family.
He spent most of his career working in utility construction and was a skilled professional, well respected in his field. He was rarely seen without his work boots, at least a pocket knife, probably a screwdriver or two and his tablets and pencils so he would be prepared for anything. Paul spent his extra hours down on his farm where he built a cabin, hosted infamous canoe trips, hunted and fished with his two sons and friends. He was an avid deer and turkey hunter, he loved gardening and working with wood. The farm was his haven, his escape and he dreamed of the day we could leave the city and be there forever.
His family and friends will miss him dearly but we'll cherish his memory and celebrate his life always.
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