Bradley Gordon was sort of on the fringes of my wife's family. Her younger sister's second husband. He was in poor health, arguably worsened by addiction to painkillers and other drugs. He was an almost spectral figure when I met him for the first time shortly before his sudden death. We had a great time that one and only night I saw him alive. Posted elsewhere 6/27/07
I left a remberance in the guest book. Thanks for passing the
opportunity along. We are remembered chiefly by those who treasured us. And remembered primarily for the light we brought into their lives, not so much for the intervening nights. We eulogize the dead on their terms, and so respect death itself. The funeral cortege stops for no one as it winds its way to earth.
My guestbook entry:
I didn't have the pleasure of meeting my brother-in-law until this past year. Bradley and I hit it off immediately and talked late into the night. We celebrated being together after all the years distance and health delayed our introduction.
I can testify to the unbreakable bond of love he and Melinda shared. We will do our best to comfort her as she learns to live without the daily company of her best and most true friend.
Bradley's personal warmth and magic were intact even as his body suffered. Julie and I will miss him. He had the fortune to command rare gifts, themselves witness to a bright spirit, a good family and a happy youth.
He will remain in the everlasting light of his heavenly Father and he will remain the hearts of the many he touched on this earth. Passing is his blessing and our loss.
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