Sok Fok Tong "Sok" was born to Abraham of CCI and Lacy Pappy Doyle on April 6, 1986. Nearly dying in a car accident two years later, he staged a miraculous recovery. A few weeks out of the hospital, Canine Companions for Independence called saying that Sok was the last of a line of breeders and they really wanted him to help with their breeding program. He began a long career of breeding at both CCI and Guide Dogs for the Blind before sucumbing to cancer at the age of 12. There are many heartwarming stories about his many progeny and how they have affected the lives of so many people. Sok was a regal, independent sort who had a special affinity for children. The classic story is how he intuitively approached a 6 year old boy who was the victim of abuse and gently led the very reluctant child into the therapy room and stayed with him until he was comfortable to begin work with the therapist. An avid swimmer, he spent many happy days swimming and boating on the Delta. He was never the well behaved dog that either CCI or Guide Dogs show off. At CCI graduations he was remembered for crawling under the seats during the ceremony to meet other dogs who were sitting quite properly. On the occasion of being presented with the "Molly Award," he went up on stage and on recognizing Dr. Ruth, the CCI breeding coordinator and Sok''s vet, he jumped up, paws on her shoulders, and proceeded to give her a big kiss! For the last two years of his life, he shared his home with one of his son's, Benjamin. Although I'll never recover from his loss, I am consoled by the many people who's lives were changed by his offspring. Benamin Sok Abraham. If Sok was regal, Benjamin was the crown prince. The offspring of Sok and Varela of CCI, he was a joker and playboy. He was born on December 18. 1995 and crossed the Rainbow Bridge on February 26, 2004. He shared his dad's intuitive sensitivity and love for children and sensed anyone who was vulnerable and in need of a Golden smile. He spent many days working in the clinic, greeting the worried and the ill and making new friends. He was scheduled to start breeding for Canine Companions when he developed lymphoma. The hope of adding those warm intelligent genes to the great legacy of his forebears was lost. He lived happily and hopefully until the very end and was a wonderful companion and support to me during many changes in my life. John Graykoski, PA-C, MPAS