So I spent most of tonight taking notes on what I think I'll have the courage to speak on here. Brad and I were good friends for many years. He treated my little sister like his sister he treated me like family. I love him very much. After a decade I finally feel like I can come on here and share some stories and some insights. I know there are many people out here that know him far better than I did. But there were several years where he happened to live closer to me than he did to you all. I am doing this all talks to text because I have 2nd degree burns on my right hand which is what I write with. And it makes it very hard. I want to thank Kris for getting me on the site again. Where do I start?
I WISH Brad was still really here so we could wish him a Happy Birthday.