Smith, Brady James

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BradySmithBrady James Smith was born in Coronation on December 10, 1993 and lived his whole life in Coronation.
Brady attended kindergarten to grade 12 graduating from Coronation High School June, 2012. September 2012 Brady attended NAIT enrolled in Petroleum Engineer Tech program. After the school year he returned in May to Coronation and was employed with Husky as a summer student.
While growing up in Coronation Brady loved his sports, especially hockey. Brady and his Dad would watch the Oilers games together and analyze the plays.
Brady began his own hockey career at age five and played minor hockey up to his 18th birthday. He played Rec hockey and played a couple of months with the Stettler Lightening then returning back to Coronation Rec Hockey.
In the summer he played ball and soccer and loved to golf with his Dad and this year he was finally able to attend men’s night. Many of Brady’s friendships began in kindergarten and are still cherished today. This circle grew with friendships developed with young people from other towns especially the Castor area.
Mourning Brady’s sudden passing is his Dad and Mom, Jim and Beryl Smith; Sisters Tairsa (Blair) Glasier, Haley Smith (Brandon O’Connor); Nieces Jaidyn and Colbie Glasier; Grandmother Sonja Smith; Brady’s love Emily Breum, her parents Gord (Michelle) Breum and her sister Tess Breum; Grandpa and Grandma Filipenko, Grandpa and Grandma Olsted; numerous uncles, aunts, cousins, great uncles, great aunts and all his many friends.
Brady was predeceased by his cousin Travis Glazier; his maternal Grandma Mabel Glazier, his uncle Danny Smith, his paternal Grandpa Marcus Smith and his maternal Grandpa Johnny Glazier.
The memorial service to pay tribute to Brady James Smith was held on Saturday, June 22, 2013 at 2 p.m. at the Coronation Community Centre, Coronation, AB, with Reverend Sue Hertell officiating.
The eulogy was given by Brady’s brother-in-law Blair Glasier. Sue Hertell read a poem, “When Tomorrow Starts Without Me”. Other tributes were by Brady’s sister, Haley Smith, his girlfriend, Emily Breum, and Brady’s close friends, Koby Sieger, Easton Cox, Dylan Usselman and Bradan McLean. Special recorded music was also played during the service.
A touching letter from Brady’s Mom and Dad was read by Sue Hertell. A video tribute was played during the service which was prepared by Haley, Emily and many friends.
Urn Bearers were Emily’s parents and sister, Gord, Michelle and Tess Breum. Honourary pallbearers were “All Brady’s Family and Friends” and “Everyone who shared in Brady’s life”. The interment will be at a later date.
Following the service lunch was served and prepared by the Sunshine Club. Memorial donations may be made in Brady’s name to Coronation Minor Sports, Box 281, Coronation, AB, T0C 1C0, Coronation Golf Club, Box 206, Coronation, AB, T0C 1C0 or to the Alberta Cancer Foundation, 1331-29 St. NW, Calgary, AB, T2N 4N2.
You may send your condolences by email to
Coronation Funeral Home entrusted with arrangements. 1-888-578-2928. “Knowledge, Experience and Professionalism with a Personal Touch.”

by Blair Glasier
I remember telling Brady that there would only be two reasons I would ever be in an Oilers jersey.  First one was if they drafted me, which was not likely.  Second, was if I was freezing.
As it turns out there is a third.
Brady James Smith was born in the Coronation Hospital December 10, 1993 to proud parents Jim and Beryl, and two delightful sisters; Tairsa 15 years his senior and Haley 15 months his senior.
I don’t think Haley remembers a day that Brady wasn’t in her life. Both Tairsa and Haley always wanted to help from bath time to helping feed him his food. Beryl didn’t mind, she knew she would get to rock and cuddle him later for as long as she wanted.
Brady loved hanging out with his dad. They could be found going on drives to the farm, stopping at the Tasty Mill, or just hanging out in the back yard.
Brady completed all his schooling in Coronation, kindergarten to grade 12 graduating in 2012. He and his girlfriend, Emily, moved to Edmonton in August. Brady completed his first year of Petroleum Engineering Tech. He had decided he would like to be close to home this summer and took a job with Husky as a summer student. He enjoyed the work and his co-workers.
Brady had worked for M&N Construction for four summers. This he enjoyed, as he was able to spend the whole summer camping with his dad. He met a lot of great people and had a lot of fun.
In the spring after school he worked at the golf course. He also volunteered along side his dad in projects at the golf course.
Brady enjoyed sports! Winter meant hockey, which he loved. Many a cold and stormy day Brady and his mom would get in the car and head out to a game. Beryl would get a break when Jim was home to do the driving. The years that teams combined he would play with the Castor kids. This was a chance to make more friends for Brady and his parents.
Brady was a smart player, which could be contributed to his seasons of watching hockey on TV. Oiler games were never missed. When Edmonton scored Jim and Brady would jump off the couch and give each other high fives. Just after the lockout, while Brady was living in Edmonton, he got tickets to three or four Oilers games from M&N.  Then he didn’t get a call for a couple of weeks.  He phoned Jim concerned that maybe Archie had lost his number.
He played soccer and minor ball up to Bantam level, but with summer jobs found that golfing worked better with his schedule. Golfing was great because he could golf with his Dad. They would make bets on every hole. He was so excited when he turned 18 and was able to golf at men’s night.
For two years in a row Jim and Brady have gone to Invermere on a father/son golf trip in May.
Just two weekends ago he golfed in the 4-person best ball tournament with Easton, Bradley, and Cousin Daniel. Brady said he had the best time ever. They bought themselves in the Calcutta and won 2nd in the C event, winning $1500. I have since heard that even with their winnings they were still in the hole at the end of the weekend.
Brady enjoyed his nieces Jaidyn and Colbie, and he and Emily would spend weekends at our house visiting and spoiling them. Even though, I trained Jaidyn to call him Auntie Brady.
Brady was great with my girls but refused to change dirty diapers. He and Emily took Jaidyn to Breum’s farm at Easter to decorate eggs, see the chickens and horses. I am not sure if Jaidyn, Emily, or Brady had more fun.
He enjoyed family vacations, especially the tropical ones, including Mexico and Cuba.
He was able to experience Disneyland, fishing at Lac De Isles and camping in the mountains with the Breum’s. He could always count on Brandon to go hunting, fishing, or skiing.
Brandon recalls two Christmas’s ago they entered in a coyote derby.  The night before they sat up strategizing and conspiring how to win the derby.  They woke up before sunrise and headed to Veteran Colony. They wanted to beat Daniel to his favourite spot.  Their planning was a success; Daniel was not impressed.  Brady and Brandon then got stuck and had to resort to Daniel for help, but Daniel’s condition was that he receive one of their coyotes for pulling them out.  This was not considered a fair trade, Brady and Daniel started wrestling over one of the coyotes.  By the time they were done; there was nothing left of the one coyote.  Needless to say Brandon and Brady won the derby with nine coyotes compared to Daniel’s three.
Brady and I would discuss careers and finance.  I always found it ironic that he would ask financial advice from a tradesman, when his mother is an Account Manager at the TD and his sister was a Financial Advisor.
He had a special kind of charisma and an endearing personality.  He was comfortable talking to everyone.  It didn’t matter if you were 90 or nine, he could have a conversation with you.
He was not always an angel. His mom and dad have the grey hairs to prove it. Although he did make them frustrated and sometimes downright angry we all loved each other and got over their disagreements. He had a temper and could throw some wicked fits but he matured into a responsible young man.
Brady loved many things but most of all he loved life, his girlfriend Emily, his mom, dad, Tairsa, myself, Jaidyn, Colbie, Haley, Brandon, Gord, Michelle and little sister Tess. We know he was also loved in return by many friends, grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins.
Although Brady’s life was short he enjoyed everyday and his beautiful smile was proof of this.
Brady you will always be on our mind and in our heart.

Like a brother
by Koby Sieger
Brady was like a brother to me!   It began as Haley and I being very good friends which eventually turned into Brady and I being best friends.  Brady and I began to do everything together.  Brady was my partner in golf, hunting, and he was my line mate on the ice.  We played minor hockey and rec hockey with the Hounds since we began playing.  We also liked to have our fair share of Bud Lites together.  Beryl and Jim’s home was always open for me.  Brady would make me a bed on the couch beside his bedroom all the time.
Brady loved to hunt!  We spent countless numbers of days in the Black Chevy; cruising fields and shooting guns.  This year we managed to grab our last mule together.  It was hard to get any serious hunting done, we were either busy partying or hauling furniture in the mornings for Beryl.  As soon as we were awake Beryl would ask us to help her out.
Brady even asked if we could not stay at his house anymore to avoid Beryl putting us to work.  We decided we would start staying at our farm.  That didn’t work out either as we got put to work hauling couches at our house too.  Brady couldn’t believe we got put to work, he would roll his eyes and shake his head but he did it with his gigantic smile and said “You have got to be kidding me!”
Jim came home for a couple days and we told him we wanted to go out with him in the morning to find some deer.   Sure enough Brady and I stayed out until the break of dawn partying and then decided we should head home to get a little shuteye.  Jim heard us come in the house and was sure that we wouldn’t get up to go hunting. This probably didn’t bother him too much as it was minus 40 outside.  Brady and I got a 45 minute power nap and then Jim came downstairs to wake us up, in search of some big deer.  We got out the 202’s  and headed out to look  for our deer.  Just when we thought we were getting to an area that may have deer Brady made us stop the truck so that he could get out of the truck.  Brady had to puke so this probably managed to scare some of the deer away.
I just started hunting three years ago and I am thankful that Brady and Jim took me in and taught me the ropes.  I am very glad that I got to shoot my first deer with Brady and Jim!  I bagged a real nice White Tail!  Unfortunately it was the last deer we got together but I will cherish the time we spent and the fun we had.
With the countless hours of playing hockey with Brady he became a great hockey player!  We had many winning seasons and a couple years of provincials which Brady was a very strong part of our team.  He had many good moves which he learnt from watching his favourite hockey, the Edmonton Oilers.  He loved to do the big-toe drag that amazed me. It still worked on people after years of him doing it.   Brady wouldn’t miss a game for anything; he lived for the dream of being an Oiler himself one day.   The many Oilers games I got to attend with him were unbelievable!  He made them such a blast that I always went home with a smile on my face; regardless if the Oilers won or not.  Lately that was more often a loss but he remained true to the Oilers.  Brady and I also attended a couple of World Juniors games in Edmonton.   He would call me up and say that M & N had one extra ticket and would ask if I wanted to come.  We were lucky enough to go to the New Year’s Eve Canada/USA game.  We had first row seats right at the red line behind the penalty boxes. When we headed down to our seats we noticed a good looking girl sitting in one of the seats right beside ours.  We ended up having a little bit of a pushing match trying to be the one that got to sit by the good looking girl.
As we all know Brady was a smooth talker!  He always had something smart to say and he said exactly what was on his mind.  He believed in what he spoke, he had a strong will and didn’t take anything from anyone!  He would argue for hours with you if it were what he believed in.  A lot of the time you could see that smirk come out in his face and he would just be arguing to get you going.  I had the opportunity to see this many times over the years between him and Haley.  He would work hard at pushing her buttons.  Even though he liked to do this,  if someone ever pushed her buttons besides himself,  he was ready to scrap.  Over the years we heard many funny things come out of Brady’s mouth.  It was always followed by his wild laugh.
I will always remember the story of Brady coming home one day and Beryl asked him if he had been drinking.  Brady answered with a big smile and said “No Mom I am sober as a bird….tweet,  tweet.”
Another one of his favourite lines was used when he had invited the boys over to stay at his house after a long night.  We would ask if we could come sleep over and Brady always answered sure Beryl is all right with that.  We always knew that he hadn’t really asked his Mom.
Now I have one more short story that I would like to share of Brady’s clever thinking.  Back in middle school Brady and Bradley both asked Taylor to a school dance.  Taylor had trouble deciding who she should go with.  Brady sat down with Taylor and Bradley and explained to her; “Now lets put it this way Taylor, you can either have steak and pointed to himself or you can have roast beef and pointed to Bradley!|
Years later in high school Brady began to bring Emily around.  He was so happy with the way things were with them.  He was ecstatic that he had found someone that would put up with our crazy late nights.
Oh and let me tell you Emily did have to learn to put up with that.   Brady once told her to go lay in bed and start a movie and that he’d be back in five minutes because he was going to drop me off at the bar.  Well five minutes turned into hours and we returned home at 6:30 in the morning.  Let me tell you it was a good night.  We came back to Smith’s and we woke Emily up.  Brady told her it was 7:30 and that she was going to be late for work.   She jumped up, got dressed and didn’t even bother to look at the clock.  If she would have, she would have known she was being pranked.  She still could have slept for another hour if she would have checked.
I am sure there were many nights where she thought about hurting us.
Brady had such a deep love for Emily that you would constantly be hearing things about her and her family.   Brady’s favourite joke he’d tell us and especially Em was that he needed to stay close to Gord and Michelle that way when Tess turned 18 they wouldn’t be surprised when he traded Emily in.
Jokes aside… Em the way that he looked at you was a tremendous feeling.   We all knew how much he loved you!  You were his way of life and that got him through everything.
Brady You were a Great Man, and  you were such a great friend to all of us.  We shared an unconditional friendship that can never be replaced.  You will be remembered by that amazing smile and the energy you brought to everyone.
Goodbye my friend;  Until another day!

My shadow
by Haley Smith
Brady was born exactly 15 months after me on December 10th of 1993 and I on September 10th of ’92.   Mom brought him home and she said I didn’t have a jealous bone in my body.   I was so happy to have a baby brother to play with. I was happy to share moms’ knee with my beautiful brother.
Brady had to do everything I did, he was my shadow I could not get rid of.  If I was wearing a dress he was wearing a dress. This is how he got the name Brady-Anna. I had to share everything with him including my friends, which didn’t always go over well. We would do everything to escape him but we never could. Not to long ago I had a sleepover and once again he would not leave, he ended up sleeping at the foot of the bed.
We spent countless hours in the backyard with the whole neighborhood playing baseball, kickball, cowboys and Indians, and Fear Factor. Brady lived to play hockey he spent countless hours outside playing road hockey with his friends and as he got older he trained all the younger boys on the street. I would get to play but rarely allowed on his team. One Christmas he got a hockey net and the first thing he did was phone Dylan Usselman to come over right away.
When Brady was little and maybe still to this day he was often known for his temper. When he was not happy, watch out. We went through numerous babysitters, patched many holes and my parents spent a lot of time chasing him down the street.
Brady and I lived to make each other angry. He took many flying objects such as plates, remotes, or whatever I could get my hands on to the head.  Lucky for him I had no aim. Although I threw the objects, I knew the moment it left my hand I had to run for my life. More often then not the fight would end with us phoning mom at work bawling. She stopped answering.
Brady was known for finding the easy way out.  I always thought of him as a little bit lazy but I am coming to realize he was just too smart for his own good.  He had our mom figured out to a tee. She would bring him anything and everything he asked for and my sister and I would give in as it was just easier to grab the glass of water then argue with the guy with all the answers.
It wasn’t always like this.  When I was in grade one he would sit and do my homework while I would play beside him although the tables turned quite quickly.
Brady was known for his infectious smile.  I am sure this is why he got away with so many things.  What some people may not have known, is that he was so good at school, he just didn’t let anyone know. He thought if I can get 80’s without trying why not.  I know if he would have actually did his homework he would have given Evan Rodvang a run for his money.
Brady was my baby brother which means he enjoyed irritating my sister and I.  He would stick his feet in our face, change the channel and repeat the same words over and over. Brady and I spent many hours together watching TV. We rarely talked, we just enjoyed being beside each other.
Brady or also known as Aunty Brady, was the best uncle in the world.  He loved taking Jaidyn where ever he could. It was his mission to make sure she was an Oiler fan growing up in a Flames household, she had a jersey before she was born. Colbie just arrived in November. I always said she looked like Brady but I never told him because his head was already too big.
Nothing special I have ever done was done without Brady.  Every speech I ever said was with him and I remember how painful it was to keep him concentrated.  I always wanted it to be perfect and he just wanted it done.
Brady spent every dollar he ever made the moment he got it and then some.  He was always borrowing money from our parents. One time he phoned my dad, wondering how much money he should bid on a signed Taylor Hall jersey, dad said he didn’t need one. Brady thought a small bid won’t hurt, someone will surely out bid him. No one did.  So the next day he is phoning dad to cover for him as mom could not find out.
He loved having the best of everything.  I recently started selling knives.   He was the easiest sale I have ever had.  He spent $2000 within five minutes.
There is so many things that Brady is going to miss out on that he would have been so good at.   I can tell by the way he treated his cat that he would have been a great dad. When we were little he told me he would have 10 million hundred children so I could babysit. Brady had the kindness soul, biggest smile and he completed our family.
I am not sure how life will go on without him but I know he would want us to live life to the fullest. If Brady had to go I am glad he left Tairsa and I with a sister to share his memories with.  As well as an Auntie Em to tell my nieces about their wacky Aunty Brady.

Charmed his way into my life
by Emily Breum
Brady Smith charmed his way into my life about two and half years ago.  Ever since that first date we have been inseparable. He taught me many things in the short time we spent together. He taught me how to laugh off the small things, and to stand up for myself when the time is right. Although there were a few times when he felt it was his duty to step in and take care of business, Brady style.
It wasn’t long after Brady started hanging around my house that he had went from a town kid to a full out cowboy. He started his collection off with his cowboy boots so he could ride horses and help dad out with the whole four chores that needed to be done.
His new found love for being  a cowboy landed us in the Ya Ha Tinda Ranch. To my surprise he absolutely loved it. It was so amazing to see him adapt to the new surroundings and find peace in the simple things around us. He even cowboyed up and decided to go on a four hour ride with my dad, sister and I. He loved every minute of the ride, and then we had to get off the horses, and that’s a whole different story.
It was in Brady’s nature to help anyone who needed it. Whether it was getting his two cents in a fight or helping our neighbours at the apartment carry up their groceries, he was there.  There wasn’t a person in the world who Brady wouldn’t have a conversation with.
The first time I took him to meet my family it was as if he had known them forever. He fit right in with all the craziness. He became the big brother Tess never had and sometimes the big brother she never wanted. It was amazing to me how close those two became and I could tell by the way Tess looked at him how much she loved him. We always bugged mom and dad that they loved Brady more than us because he was so much help around the house. You wouldn’t have to ask and Brady would be out doing chores or helping mom clear the table.
I truly believe that they thought of him as their son. When he took me home to meet his family they welcomed me with open arms and treated me as one of their own and I am forever grateful for that. I am happy  and blessed to have gained another set of wonderful loving parents, two beautiful sisters and two adorable nieces.
Brady and I share a lot of the same interests and personality traits, that’s why we got along so well. One trait that we definitely shared was being stubborn. We could argue for hours about which movie we should watch and why. By the time the argument was over we were usually tired and went to sleep instead. We could argue about anything and just when I thought I had the upper hand, Brady flashed that big old smile and I would forget there was even a fight.
Brady loved to do many different things. One of his favourite past times is the Oilers. I don’t just mean watching hockey games, I mean, reading about the Oilers, buying Oilers colletables, phoning Jim about the Oilers, watching Oilers highlights, catching up on the Oilers drafts and trying to explain to me why I should be more interested in the Oilers. He was all about those Oilers. This year we were lucky enough to catch a couple games up in Edmonton with our good friend Cory.
A very important aspect in Brady’s life was his friends. Whether it be staying up all hours of the night with Koby, Cory, and Bradan, or wrestling with Brandon outside the Brewhouse parking lot for shotgun when Brady was with his friends, there was never a dull moment. I’m sure all of us girls are going to miss those hour long phone calls with Brady when he gets bored and just wants someone to talk to.  Brady lived to get under people’s skin and then in an instant he would melt their hearts when he flashed his big cheesy smile.
Brady loved to play jokes on me.  He always claimed I was the most gullible person in the world. One day he called me to tell me that he no longer wanted to see me and ask me if it was alright if he took my best friend, Anissa out on a date.
I was so shocked I hung up the phone and just sat there mad until he called me back. When I answered the phone I could hear Easton and Brady killing themselves laughing in the background. He told me it was only a joke and I should really learn to tell his “joking” tone.
Last year when we went off to school, Brady and I rented an apartment together in Edmonton. We both knew this was going to be a big step and a big challenge but we were ready to face it together. There are so many great memories that we made together this year it’s hard to put them all into words.
A couple months after we moved up to Edmonton we were sitting watching TV and we just felt like something wasn’t right. We were missing something. Then it dawned on us, we needed a cat. It took him some convincing but in the end he went with me to pick up our new cat, Layla. It wasn’t long after that little cat moved in that it became Brady’s best friend. He always told me it was time I get my stuff out of the apartment so the cat had more room. He would lay with that cat for hours on end and I knew when I heard Brady say “come here babe”, he wasn’t talking to me.
Some other fun memories (if you can call them fun) is when all the boys would come over for the weekend. They would go out to the bar and I would go to sleep and just when I think I have some peace and quiet  doors would start slamming, the cupboards start opening and soon enough I would find the gang of them in my bed begging me to take them to McDonalds. I wasn’t very happy at the time, but if you asked me now I would do it in a heartbeat.
About two months before school was over we acquired another roommate, Clinton. I was so excited to finally have someone to pick on Brady with me. Well I should have known this was not going to be the case. Those two always were finding new ways to make me mad. Whether it be cornering me in the kitchen with the cat’s spray bottle or sitting on my limbs and tickling me until I turn purple. I think they took the cake with making me mad when I went to go to the bathroom and to my surprise there was no door. They thought that because I always complained they never shut the bathroom door they would do me a favour and just take it off. This didn’t last very long as they saw just how angry I could get.
Brady’s passion for life and the way that he carried himself will always be an inspiration to me.  I was so lucky to get to call him mine even if our time was cut far too short. I know everyday that he is watching over me and helping me carry on through this difficult time.
There will forever be a piece of him in my heart and I am eternally grateful for that. I am so blessed that he introduced me and welcomed me into the Smith family and I promise that I will irritate my two new sisters and care for my two nieces as much as he did.

Never a dull moment
by Easton Cox
Although I didn’t expect to be doing this so soon, I feel honoured to express to all of you the beautiful relationship that Brady and I got to share. If there’s anything I can tell you, one things for sure, there was never a dull moment. It doesn’t matter if he was 35 minutes late for Mrs. Canadine’s class, still half asleep, in pajama pants and a sweater, or if he was slipping on his boots to go out on the town, you could never find him without that intimidating ear-to-ear smile.
I can remember when the best of our friendship kicked off. We were in about Grade 6 or 7 and Mrs. Barnes was subbing. The room was quiet and Brady slowly got up and walked passed my desk. While walking past my desk, he had purposely kicked it, making the desk rumble across the floor making that god awful screeching sound. Obviously disturbing the whole class, everyone was looking up and staring at the both of us. Brady thought it was so funny, so later I got up, walked passed his desk, and kicked it right out from underneath his hands. Now he and I discovered this was a war! Anyway it had gone on for a while and finally Mrs. Barnes had enough so she stood up and screamed, “Brady, Easton, GET OUT!”
We slowly packed our stuff and had a nice giggle on the way to the office. Much to our delight, as soon as we get into the office, there’s Mr. Brown, staring us down, giving that look where you know you have to talk to him, but your going to try and waste as much time getting to his office as possible.
So after we got the whole ‘knucklehead’ speech, we found ourselves the next day, sitting in a corner of the office, with an in-school suspension. This is where we would spend all that day devising our next plan, just to do it all over again.
Brady and I shared the best and the worst times together, whether it was our famous trip to West Ed for a couple days, or if he was in visiting me while I was trying to do my L.A in Mrs. Pasolli’s office, neither of us had a single regret doing it. I am very appreciative to have spent these precious moments with him and so very proud to call him my best friend. I love you Smitty, you were one hell of a kid. Until next time, rest easy buddy…

Night life taken seriously
by Bradan McLean
School was anything but boring if Brady was in the area. It didn’t matter if he was in the same class as you or if he left his to come visit yours. He’d come through the door and make you laugh or smile and most of the time both, which came naturally with Brady.
I recently moved to Sherwood Park and I wasn’t impressed about having to leave my friends and small town. But then I learned that only 20 minutes away from my new home, Smitty and Em had moved into their new apartment in Edmonton.
They are what made the move worth it. We got together many times for suppers, drinks and hockey games with many of our friends. Before and after supper anytime, that we got together, we would have a few Cuban cigars on the deck and it didn’t matter how cold it was outside. We’d bundle up with coats and a couple blankets and each wear one of Emily’s wool mitts and have our meeting. We’d sit out there while Emily watched from the nice warm house, thinking we were crazy.
There’s no doubt in my mind that the reason why my grades were in the shape they were this year is because Brady and I took our night lives more seriously than school or work. I was late a few classes or missed a few classes all together, but I wouldn’t want it any other way and am honoured to be able to have these memories spent with Brady.
Brady, you gave everyone a reason to smile without even trying, we love you and miss you, and I’ll be seeing you again to pick up where we left off with a Ceasar and a Cuban cigar.

Everything together
by Dylan Usselman
Brady and I have been friends for as long as I can remember.  We did everything together, whether it was driving the babysitter crazy, pushing Haley to her limits or playing road hockey. You wouldn’t see us apart, even though I do believe our parents did try grounding us from each other once in a while. I don’t know how much our parents had to pay the babysitter to watch us but I know we had gone through a few of them.
I remember one Christmas when we were about 10, Brady called my house telling me to come over and play road hockey as he just got new goalie equipment, and I told him I got the same thing.
So I went over to the Smith’s house and then we argued for over an hour about who got to play goalie and we just couldn’t decide so we ended up going home and not even playing at all.
I miss those days, no worry in the world other then what we were going to do that day. It was never a boring day with Brady, that smile of his could brighten any day, and I will never forget him. I’m going to miss you Brady, and will never forget the memories we made.

Card of Thanks
The family would like to thank everyone for the visits, food brought to our home, flowers, special keepsakes, phone calls, donations and the many condolences we received.
Special thanks to Gord, Michelle and Tess Breum, Archie and Wanda Merchant, Bryan and Betty Tellier, Darcey and Wanda Hewitt, Cheryl Williamson, Michelle Zubach, Alicia Chartier and Jeff Neal for all your kind deeds.
Grandma Sonja, our brothers and sisters and their families for their daily visits, hugs and just being here for us.
Thank you to Koby Sieger, Easton Cox, Dylan Usselman and Bradan McLean for offering to present and prepare their tributes to Brady.
The team of workers who scanned photos, prepared the video tribute and the special music selections, we appreciated all the hard work.
Thank you to M & N for the use of the tent; all who helped in setting it up; arranging the TV and sound system.
To all Brady’s friends, classmates, hockey teammates for the visits to the house and all the hugs.
Thank you, Reverend Sue Hertell for officiating the service and your words of comfort.
The Sunshine Club for preparing and serving the lunch.
Thank you, Heather and Staff of Coronation Funeral Home for your knowledge and guidance during this difficult time.
Thank you to everyone for sharing in our sorrow.  Your kindness is deeply appreciated and will always be remembered by our family.
Jim, Beryl and Emily
Tairsa, Blair, and girls
Haley and Brandon

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