My memory of Brad was from k9 training. Meeting him and training our dogs together was a privilege and an honor. He was a queit but witty. Two of my favorite moments not involving the dogs were when we locked Mikey in the dog run and you and Joe were on the inside part of the run whistling and saying “good boy want a treat” as Mikey struggled to get out. I laugh every time I think about it. Another was when I did the hot sauce challenge and you sat there with that smirk on your face just waiting for me to puke. And then laughed like a little girl while I proceeded to endure that horrible painful vomiting. Miss you brother.