Brad was a true friend. We met as kids at Memorial Baptist where his Aunt Barbara was my Sunday School teacher.
Brad lived in Tyler with his mother but visited his dad and grandparents in Nacogdoches often. He went to Raguet at times also.
We had such fun times at church events, loved going to the movies together, and since his cousin from Pasadena was one of my best friends I was at many of their family events. So Brad was family to me.
We shared lots of insider jokes and called each other George and Gwen from one of our all time favorite movies we saw together -- The Out of Towners. On a shopping trip to Foleys in downtown Houston, Brad saw me hesitate out of fear of stepping onto that giant escalator. The store was closing and people were rushing to get down, scaring me even more by crowding in. Ever the gentleman, he grabbed my hand and we took the step together. I never get on an escalator without thinking of that encouragement he gave me.
i was so happy when he decided to move to Nacogdoches and go to NHS with us. I remember the first day of school when he walked into history class, a little unsure of himself, not really knowing a lot of the kids. Mike Greer and I both flagged him down as soon as he walked in and you could see how relieved he was to find peeps from church who were happy to see him and introduce him around.
His talent as an artist was unbelievable and he soon became fast friends with Cal and other art club enthusiasts. I am the proud owner of many of his 'scribbled' pieces done just for me as we waited for history class to begin.
He was an Air Force veteran, very humble about his service. He had been married to Susan for many years, with two sons and four grandchildren.
He had been so excited to come to this reunion, texting me asking questions about what all was going to take place. It is the saddest thing I will ever do to add his picture to our In Memory table.
Rest in peace, George. You were family and I will always love you.
Debra Jan Dobbs (Barton)
Brad was a true friend. We met as kids at Memorial Baptist where his Aunt Barbara was my Sunday School teacher.
Brad lived in Tyler with his mother but visited his dad and grandparents in Nacogdoches often. He went to Raguet at times also.
We had such fun times at church events, loved going to the movies together, and since his cousin from Pasadena was one of my best friends I was at many of their family events. So Brad was family to me.
We shared lots of insider jokes and called each other George and Gwen from one of our all time favorite movies we saw together -- The Out of Towners. On a shopping trip to Foleys in downtown Houston, Brad saw me hesitate out of fear of stepping onto that giant escalator. The store was closing and people were rushing to get down, scaring me even more by crowding in. Ever the gentleman, he grabbed my hand and we took the step together. I never get on an escalator without thinking of that encouragement he gave me.
i was so happy when he decided to move to Nacogdoches and go to NHS with us. I remember the first day of school when he walked into history class, a little unsure of himself, not really knowing a lot of the kids. Mike Greer and I both flagged him down as soon as he walked in and you could see how relieved he was to find peeps from church who were happy to see him and introduce him around.
His talent as an artist was unbelievable and he soon became fast friends with Cal and other art club enthusiasts. I am the proud owner of many of his 'scribbled' pieces done just for me as we waited for history class to begin.
He was an Air Force veteran, very humble about his service. He had been married to Susan for many years, with two sons and four grandchildren.
He had been so excited to come to this reunion, texting me asking questions about what all was going to take place. It is the saddest thing I will ever do to add his picture to our In Memory table.
Rest in peace, George. You were family and I will always love you.
Debra Jan Dobbs (Barton)