In memory of Everett James Holbrook
Everett James Holbrook was a sweet, kind, caring and compassionate little boy. He was always concerned about others, and would try to cheer them up if they were upset. He loved to help with everything. Cooking, planting, picking up, anything he could do to help, he would do. Everett was also, ALL boy. He loved to spend his time outside, digging in the dirt, looking for worms, helping in the garden, playing with the dogs, or riding his bike. He loved dinosaurs, trains and cars. Everett had so much energy. From the second he woke up, until he laid down at night, Everett was go, go, go.
During COVID we thought an extended visit to the grandparent’s house would be best for our family. While my husband worked a schedule that could be difficult for our family to work around, we thought having the kids out in the country with a huge yard, lots of space, and family and friends around would be best. Everett lived everyday like it was the best day of his life. Every day was fun, and full of exciting new things. Everett was thriving out there!
One evening, Everett was playing outside in the yard, and his Pawpaw walked inside to get a glass of water. In a span of just minutes, Everett had let himself out of the fenced backyard, along with the dogs. We think he started to follow the dogs to put them back in the fence, as he was always trying to help with things. Everett’s Pawpaw found him, unconscious in a neighbors pond, and ran him to the road, where we gave him CPR until the paramedics arrived. After an ambulance ride that felt like an eternity, and arriving in the ER, the doctors managed to get his heart beating again! He was life flighted to a hospital with a pediatric ICU, however he had been without oxygen for too long. Three days later, after a series of complications and interventions, our son, Everett James Holbrook, passed away while being held by my husband and I.