Michael J. Bragman

Many memories from the Bersani Family. Rip

Walking the halls of the state bldg in Albany, the clam bakes, the smile, the decisions, leadership, the old school house, the community, the dmv... it's all the little things

Mr. Bragman took a chance on hiring me to work for him at his district office in North Syracuse in 1996, and I stayed loyal to him until I moved back to my home state in 2001. Mrs. Bragman, Michael Jr., Heather and Leslie, I am just learning about Mr. Bragman's passing, and I will keep you in my thoughts and prayers

My condolences to the Bragman family. Mike was a great advocate for CNY. In his political retirement he has been missed

My sincere condolences to Mike's family and friends. He was a truly wonderful man and did so many great things for our community but he was always there for the "little people". When my mother had a difficult time getting her pension to begin after retiring as a custodian from the North Syracuse School District she asked for Mike's assistance after she was not getting anywhere for almost 6 months. With the help of Mike her pension check arrived almost immediately. She was always so...

Hello Susan and the children of Mike..I just found out about Mike passing and I missed his calling hours and I am very sorry about that...Your dad did so many things for the Town of Cicero where I still live today...I ran a campfire group back years ago and your dad came and met them at the old great northern mall..I have so many found memories of Mike ,,,Too many to recall.. My father Edward Homer was a friend of your dads and I was a very appreciative when my Dad passed that Mike and Sue...

My late father, Jack, was a good friend of Michael Bragman even though they supported opposite political parties. Michael had deep respect for his political rivals, an individual's religion and beliefs and had the special skill of LISTENING to his constituents. Prayers to the family, Rest in Peace.

Dear Sue and family, very sorry for your loss. For so many years, so many campaigns, so many clambakes, I remember Mike smiling. In the last Rt 11 office, the first time I walked past your officeon the right, through the cafe doors Mike got up, smiled and asked he how I liked his new office. And those doors, which you later gave me, hung in entrance to my kitchen until last year. And I remember packing all the jackets, baseballs and Hess trucks. I packed a box of donkeys and labeled it and...