Dylan  James  Bradley
 

On July 30, 2017 heaven gained a beautiful angel when Dylan James Bradley died suddenly but peacefully in his sleep at his residence in Fort Saskatechewan, Alberta from an intracerebral hemorrhage sustained in a fall. He was 28.  Dylan is the cherished and beloved son of Bill Bradley of Pembroke and Linda Kauffeldt (Mark) of Cobden. Loving brother of Ryan (Christy Gunn) of Vancouver, Liam (Heather Tobin) of St. John’s and Nadine of Deep River. Loving grandson of Howard and Louise Bradley of Eganville, Magdalene O’Reilly of Pembroke, and the late James O’Reilly. Special step-son of Alison Foulds of Deep River. He will be deeply missed by his many friends, especially his fellow Albertan brothers and rodbusters of Ironworkers Local 720 in Edmonton.

Dylan will be remembered for his loving, kind and generous heart, his infectious smile, hearty laugh, ability to light up a room merely by walking in to it, his terrific sense of humour, hard work ethic, loyalty and fierce determination. He loved the outdoors and spent many hours hiking the trails at Shaw Woods and at Beachburg when he lived in the Ottawa Valley. He also loved animals, especially dogs, and dreamed of one day having a little farm where he could establish a rescue centre for them.

A two-part gathering will be held in his honour on Saturday, August 12th. Details may be found by following the links below: 

A Hike to Remember:   http://bit.ly/2utUnx7 

The Town Shirt Gathering:   http://bit.ly/2vBMURX 

In lieu of flowers, Dylan’s family respectfully requests that donations be made in his memory to the OSPCA, Renfrew County either on-line at  http://renfrewcounty.ontariospca.ca/renfrewcounty-home.html or in person at either one of his memorial gatherings.

Dylan James Bradley loved his family and his friends unconditionally, as we did him. He has left this world a better place simply by being in it. May he rest in peace for his work here on earth is done.

Remembered Joy

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one.

I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.

I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,

Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.

I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun;

Of happy memories that I leave when my life is done.

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