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Among Brads' many talents was his memory. I think of all the time I have spent with him and wish that I could conjure up all that we had into a tiny blog post. Unfortunately, my memory is not as a good as I'd like for it to be. Brad had a good heart and loved to laugh. I miss his voice and his cutting humour. He always would end his emails to me with "Keep Your Chin Up". I know that he had a sunny disposition on life. He wanted to learn so much and share with it with the rest of the world.

Happy Father's Day Brad.

I lit a candle for you.

We miss you so much.

Junior called me up shortly after returning to Seattle to let me know that there was a concert at a "Punk House."  Punk houses are just homes that host concerts, usually in basements.  I never would have thought anyone could get away with that, especially on weeknights!  I met Junior at Tangletown, which is a restaurant and brewery owned by the Elysian Brewing company... yes, this is where Brad got that sweatshirt with the AK-47 Ale on it.  Junior works in the kitchen.  I ate and had a couple of beers with Junior when he got off work, then we headed over to The Retirement Home, which is the name given to this particular punk house. 

Hey guys. So I have been meaning to do this for awhile now. But I seem to be having a mental block. Such an urge to say something... anything. But can't come up with it. So in order to satiate my need to contribute and express my feelings. I have come up with this... stealing someone else's work. This is a song that makes me think of Brad. I hope it's not to sad or depressing for you guys. It makes me cry every time I hear it but when its over I feel better...