Brad's 17th Birthday...his last one on Earth
by the Pettisville Basketball Team
Brad was the new kid who was both quiet and shy.
Always nodding his head or saying "hey" as he walked by.
He lived in Wauseon, but came here for his studies
Long enough to meet many new friends, especially his JV buddies.
Although the rules wouldn't allow him to play
He still came to practice working hard every day.
The accident happened so unbelievably fast.
If only we could change what happens in the past.
He'll be remembered throughout the basketball season.
He's looking down on us with a smile and love
Knowing he's receiving God's treasures above.
IN MEMORY OF BRAD
Tragedy struck on November 23, 2002.
Shock was instilled inside every soul.
Confused and not believing reality,
We scrambled to locate every memory of him tucked away in our minds.
Never having said good-bye,
Tears streamed down our faces,
For we realized that this nightmare had become actuality.
A precious life was taken from our world,
And ventures upward to a higher place.
There will never be another like him.
SIGN AT PETTISVILLE HIGH SCHOOL READ...
HE only throws
what HE knows
we can catch!
B.C. November 23, 2002
On Saturday, November 23 at about 5:45, Brad Cordial was killed in a car crash. His passenger was Julius Moreno. Julius is OK and I hope he can make it through this tough time. I show my sorrow for Brad's family. It must be very hard on them. We all have our different ways of expressing our pain. But, we all need to help one another, so we can make it through this. Brad was a great kid. He was a good friend of mine. Me and him were tight and when I heard he was dead, I broke down. It was the biggest shock. I remember when I saw him last. It was 7th period, Friday at school. I'm sure you all remember the last time you saw him, also. We must never let his memories die, we must make his spirit live on. He was one of the coolest people I have ever met. It's just so sad that I didn't get to know him better. Today, I sat in front of his locker, I hurt inside and I can't stop the pain. Never let his memory die...
As I lay on the floor and wonder why, the question lingers, "why did u die?" I thank God for you and the memories, but I still wish you were here with me.
You are not gone. We keep you here inside us. You are not gone, we know you're still beside us. You are not gone, we have this light you gave to us.
We hold the memories and cherish everyday we had, but we would give it up, just to have you back.
GOD BLESS YOU BRAD CORDIAL!
See ya on the other side Bud.