This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Bradley Shrontz who was born in New York on September 19, 1995 and passed away on April 20, 1997 at the age of 1. We will remember him forever.

Bradley was one of those kids that was not affaraid of anything. I can remember coming home from fishing and having some walley in a pale and Bradley just bends over and picks one up and puts his hand down its mouth to see what it felt like. Then there was a deer hanging in the garage and he spun it around to the opening of the inside and just started to play inside the cavity. He was my BooBoo.

BEREAVED PARENTS WISH LIST



I wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had him back.

I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also.

If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child, I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about my child and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.

I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day.

I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day I die.

I am working hard on my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my child and I will always grieve that he is gone.

I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or "be happy". Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself.

I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.

When I say, "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.

Your advice to "take it one day at a time" is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.

Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone. I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my child died, a big part of me died with him. I am not the same person I was before my child died and I will never be that person again.

I wish very much that you could understand ~ understand my loss and my grief. But...

I pray daily that you will never understand.

~by Compassionate Friends

If I had One Last Day
In Memory of Bradley Shrontz


If I had one last day
to tell you what's inside 
I'd tell you that I need you
To hold my hand today
I'd tell you that I love you
I'd ask you, please, to stay
You'd look at me and smile
The way you always would
And say "I'd love to stay,
If only I really could"
Then you'd laugh the way you did 
If I had one last day
I'd love you from the start
I'd stop hiding how I feel
I'd say what's in my heart
If I had one last day,
I'd say my last good-bye
and that even though you are far away,
In my heart, you'll never die.

To See You Once Again
© Josette Kerns


I wish with all my heart I could see you once more,
I would use that moment and time to tell you how
Much love my heart holds for you and I shall never
Close that door.

Life each and every day with out you keeps going on
Even if some days I do not wish it I know I am being
Selfish and maybe even wrong, but to see you just once
More I so very much long.

I try to remember all the loving and happy times we
Were granted to enjoy and share, I try to understand
And not cry but to see you once more even only for a
moment to let you know just how very much I do care.

I know that day will eventually come when its my turn
To this world to say goodbye, But until then I shall hold
your love close to my heart, and sometimes I shall break
Down and cry, and I will still ask the question why did you
have to die?

A Special Angel
In Loving Memory Of Bradley Shrontz (BooBoo)
September 19, 1995- April 20, 1997


There's a special angel in heaven
That is a part of me
It is not where I wanted him
But where God wanted him to be

He was here but just a moment
Like a night time shooting star
And though he is in heaven
He isn't very far

He touched the heart of many
Like only and angel can do
I would've held him more often
If the end I only knew

So I send this special message
To the heavens up above
Please take care of my angel
And send him all my love


If we could have a lifetime with

A dream that would come true,

We'd pray to God with all our hearts

For yesterday and You.


A thousand words can't bring you back

We know because we've tried...

Neither will a thousand tears

We know because we've cried...

You left behind our broken hearts

And happy memories too...

But we never wanted memories

We only wanted You.

-unknown author



No Goodbye

You never said "I'm leaving"

You never said goodbye

You were gone before I knew it,

And only God knew why

In life I loved you dearly

In death I love you still

In my heart you hold a place,

That no one could ever fill

It broke my heart to lose you,

But you didn't go alone

For part of me went with you,

The day God took you home

~author unknown

To Bradley James Shrontz

In loving Memory

You will never be forgotten

Tiny Angel

Tiny Angel rest your wings, sit with me for awhile

How I long to hold your hand, and see your tender smile.

Tiny Angel, look at me, I want this image clear...

That I will forget your precious face, is my biggest fear.

Tiny Angel can you tell me, why you have gone away?

You weren't here for very long...

Why is it, you couldn't stay?

Tiny Angel shook his head,

"These things I do not know...

But I do know that you love me,

And that I love you so".

~author unknown