Bradford Bruce Garrison

I was a foreing student in Salt Lake with not much friends. We met at improf sports and you asked me if join your play on one act night. You couraged me you stand by me. I was searching for you for couple of years on facebook just to say hello. Now found out i have to say good bye. You were such a big man in my life in states. Be happy and laugh where ever you are. Peace your turkish friend dou

Dear Mr. Garrison -
You pushed my love for theater and film, it just exploded after I graduated & it did so because your passion for the arts reminded me of my grandmother. Thank you, thank you, thank you, not a day goes by that I do not appreciate that passion.

I miss you and love you. You are a huge reason why I am the way that I am, and I love who I am. My prayers are with your family and beautiful children. You will always be a popstar in my mind.

I was blessed to serve with Bradford for 5 wonderful months in Madera, California. No other missionary helped me feel appreciated or inspired me to endure like him. We would spend our free time drawing, designing story plots, and playing games. Bradford would walk me through the grand performances he had attended before our mission, giving me a greater appreciation of theater. He was more than a companion missionary, he was my best friend. Life took its toll. We got married, had kids and lost...

Dixie and Family,
We are so sorry about your brother. We hope you find comfort and peace at this time. We enjoy knowing you and appreciate your friendship. Love, Tyler and Danene Howell and Family

My relationship with Bradford was short, but it is one that changed how I view myself. I can't think of any person, apart from my own parents, who has boosted my confidence like Bradford. He didn't just casually compliment me, but he took the time to tell me what my talents were and how they affected others. Then he would chastise me (jokingly, but I was still scared) for doubting myself. It almost seems like he made it a goal to help me take myself more seriously. If that was his goal,...

I'm not sure if it was Bradford's idea to light the banner from the musical, The Fantasticks, on fire at the cast party this summer. Or if it was Bradford's idea to find some gasoline and soak the banner first. Probably both. But I do know that that banner burned all too quickly, but brilliantly. The same could be said for the man himself. I send my love to all who loved him and promise to keep a little piece of Bradford alive in me as we move forward without him.