Ezra Cox, of Fort Worth, Texas, passed away on June 18, 2022, at the age of 23. Ezra was born in Humble, Texas, to James and Jill Cox on June 8, 1999. He grew up in Haslet, Texas, and graduated from V.R. Eaton High School in 2019. At Eaton, he was the equipment manager for a wide variety of sports. After his time in high school, Ezra was offered a scholarship to be the equipment manager at Northwestern Oklahoma State. However, he wanted to stay close to home. He worked at UPS, where he was a stellar employee. He was an avid photographer of all things sports, so he started his own business where he shot pictures for all the sports he loved, along with senior pictures and engagement photos. In his free time, he loved going to NASCAR races and watching his favorite drivers. He loved his friends, family, and his dogs. He was extremely close with his family, as he was best friends with his brothers. He enjoyed watching the Texas Rangers. And, of course, he loved the TCU Horned Frogs and was always ecstatic when they beat OSU in football. Ezra loved to fish, and his dream goal was to one day buy a boat.
Ezra Samuel Cox was a son, brother, friend, and team player. He will forever be remembered as someone who never met a stranger. He had a big heart, was kind and loyal, and had a personality that made an impression on everyone he met. Those left to remember him include his parents, James and Jill, his brothers, Eli and Eason, his extended family, and many friends. While Ezra struggled with many things in his short life, the thing he enjoyed the most was making the people he loved happy. He will be missed by so many, and the creation of The Ezra S. Cox Memorial Athletic Foundation will allow his memory to live on forever.
Ezra and the Cox family have been apart of our extended football family for close to 10 years. I never got the pleasure of coaching Ezra but he was as big a part of our team as anyone. He was there for every practice and every game. He helped out before, during , and after the game/ practice. He would seek you out of a crowd to tell you hello and, of course, tell you if you took too long to tell him “Hi.” You are loved and will be missed by countless people who you touched in one way or another.
Back in 2010, after my wife Terry died, Ezra would check on me and write me notes of sympathy and encouragement. His notes are still on my fridge today. He was 11 years old at the time and a constant figure around my house and he had no idea how much his happy face seemed to make each day a little brighter.
He was loving, compassionate, sincere, adventurous and even mischievous as any happy boy can be. He loved his parents and grandparents, his two brothers and so many friends. He especially loved fishing, photography and TCU football. In spite of my attempt to convert him to SMU he was as devoted to his horned frogs as he was to our friendship.