Cooper Urbaniak
Tuesday, April 28th, 2009by Kristina Barker

Too many mornings I’m rushing out the door only to realize at the last minute that I’m stepping over the morning paper on my front step and running to work. But this morning was a little different. As I grabbed my keys, patted my dog on the head, and shut the front door behind me, the headline at the top of the fold in this morning’s paper stopped me dead in my tracks. It was a blur of words but a face that I recognized. It was little Cooper Urbaniak. A situation like Cooper’s makes you wonder why certain people in this world are given such difficult challenges to deal with. It breaks my heart. In the short time that I’ve been here at the Journal, I’ve met two people who have passed away only months after I photographed them. I met Cooper back in December, not too long after returning from the Mayo Clinic with Ali Nowotny. And now, only a few short months later, Cooper has passed. My thoughts go out to him and his family during this time.






