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Brad Weston

Salt Lake City, Utah

1943 - 2021

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1943 ~ 2021 John Bradford "Brad" Weston, born November 26, 1943, passed away May 16, 2021, in Salt Lake City, Utah, after a nearly two-year fight against cancer. Raised in the small railroad town of Milford, Utah, Brad had a real presence about him throughout his 77 years. Whenever he wasn't...

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I would like to express my condolences to the entire Weston Family. In reading the obituary and although I did not know him personally I feel a presence of what a great man he was. I am sure that the skies he wanted all of us to look up to is not just literal but, metaphorical and I am so grateful he had a hand in advocacy in Utah for social and human services. Now knowing Kael his son I see where a lot of his character comes from in giving and caring for others. If per chance anyone...

Brad was by far the best and kindest and most knowledgeable pharmaceutical rep who visited our medical clinic. We became friends and looked forward to seeing him each month. My sincere condolences as I will miss him on his facebook posts as well as in person. My heartfelt sympathy goes to your family.

Kyle, Kael, and the entire Weston family, Thank you so much for the incredible obit and tribute that you wrote for Brad. Even though I never met Brad, I did indeed get the opportunity to experience his legacy through his kids. From playing football with Kyle in high school to running into Kael in Fallujah, I can say that I have been positively impacted by Brad´s legacy and influence. And for that I am very grateful! Stay strong Westons, and keep making your positive influence in this...

Brad was born a few day after me and in high school we were great friends celebrating our November birthdays. Spent lots of fun times with him and Linda. Will be greatly missed by all. Rip fellow Vietnam veteran.
Lowell

A red-tailed hawk cries once more, The Ravens in the trees quiet down with respect My Fushia Rhodoendrium's aren't as bright or as big as they were last year. The sky darker, the air heavy and yet I'm able to breath, somehow "Fee Fi Fo Fum,"my dad is gone