As life moves on and I carry on with my life after the lose of a loved one, the daily routines and cadence of my life are frequently interrupted. I find myself in a daydream of years gone by watching the most amazing man I ever knew with awe, envy, respect and sometimes jealousy. Always wishing I could half the strength and character as he did. Growing up I wanted nothing but to be him. A sentiment shared by many younger brothers I'm sure. Brad your presence is sorely missed by the entire family. Always remember there was nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name.