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I found some more photos of brad. I emailed them to info@bradcassidy.com

The last time I saw brad, he was surprised to hear from me. He said he thought he'd never see me again. i thought that was preposterous and promised to randomly show up every 5 to 10 years. But that was it. That was all there was.

At least I have that night though. At least we got to sit there, in the Hi Pointe over beers, and reminisce for a while. That's a really lame excuse for closure for me, but it's all I have.

    I feel like I have to apologize for posting something more mundane than my feelings and grief.  I have stated many times that I feel this website should eventually turn into a place that Brad might have run… listening to, learning from, and teaching each other.  Containing content that will keep everyone coming back, and may even interest people who never even knew Brad.

I was a tall, thin kid all the way through high school.  Hardly enough to notice, a nobody for the most part.  I was fairly proud, though.  I remember a friend asking me once, “Why do you walk so tall?”  I replied, “Do you see anybody pick on me?  It is walking tall and confident that keeps me out of trouble.”  I felt tall, too.  I’m sure I remember the doctor measuring me at six feet, so I proudly reported that every chance I got, every time I had to get a new license.  Oh, what a blow to my ego when a docto

Today is a stinger. Tappin my heart and pointing to to the sky. Hoping my internal voice is loud enough for you to hear. Praying the message is received. I hope your rest is sound my friend. I miss your ear. God, if you are there carry me to his side. Guide me by what i was taught. Lead me from his example. For in my friend i found beauty. I may not spell perfect and I may not type to perfection but in my friends presense i felt at home, and i miss that. Hear me Brad wherever you are, your message was received. God send me forth as the champion that has fallen.