Mr. Todd Alan Bradley

My husband Todd Alan Bradley died on October 11, 2025 in Charlotte North Carolina and a piece of my heart, and the future we had planned together, died with him. Todd was extraordinary, he just never realized it. He survived a brutal childhood to become a man of integrity, honor and loyalty. While self taught in most things, Todd graduated from Warsaw Central School and later graduated with honors from college, with a degree in Political Science and a thirst for knowledge that he never lost. He could fix anything, applying his skills to electrical, plumbing, mechanical and technical issues and he was never too busy to help friends and neighbors in their time of need.
Todd loved me fiercely, never letting a day go by without me knowing how devoted he was. It was the kind of love I hope everyone experiences at least once in their lifetime. He had a wicked sense of humor, dry and sometimes dark, he could make me laugh from the very start of our relationship 23 years ago. He loved my cooking and, in quiet protest, would often walk around with a fork in his shirt pocket until I could no longer ignore him and was forced to once again cook his favorite meal. He would call me every week or so to try and stump me with the definition or spelling of a word and inevitably hung up on me when I knew it, only to text me immediately, so as not to hurt my feelings, and call me an English language nerd saying he didn't want to talk to me anymore because no mere mortal should know that word and it cracked me up every time.
He was not perfect. He was stubborn, opinionated, occasionally judgmental and cranky. Lord that man could be cranky and he could get a tone in his voice that would make me crazy. He could push buttons you never even realized you had but he never did it with malice. Todd could talk endlessly and I'd watch other people's eyes glaze over and wonder if I often had that same look on my face when he talked about history, the American Interstate system, Koi fish and the weather. What is the deal with men and weather? I'd ask what the temperature was in order to decide what to wear and an hour later, after I found out the humidity, barometric pressure and dew point (whatever that is), I'd finally find out if it was too warm to wear a sweater. What I wouldn't give right now for a Todd Bradley weather update but that's the nature of husbands and wives isn't it? We roll our eyes at the quirks of our spouse until we realize we won't get to do that again. God, what I wouldn't give to roll my eyes at my husband one more time.
Todd had too many wonderful traits to name. If you ask Jennifer and Lysa, he was a great friend while Mike and Marc would say he was a wonderful neighbor. Theresa and Sarah would say he was a fantastic uncle who often started a sentence "Did you know..." and Hal and Sean would say he was a good brother. Katie, Missy, Tessa and Riley would say he was the world's best cat dad and I, unequivocally, would say he was an unbelievable man who tried hard every day to be the best husband he could be.
This year marked our 20th wedding anniversary and it was still not enough time. In no world does it make sense that a 53 year old man has died. My Todd should have had decades left to make me laugh, occasionally cry and always be my person, as I was his. He was the best bug and snake catcher (having pest control on speed dial cause his dingy wife would scream herself hoarse when palmetto bugs large enough to ride invaded our home), he was an amazing son-in-law to my parents, the best caretaker when my Nana and father were dying and the best friend and husband I could have ever hoped for. Most days I can't breathe I miss him so much and each morning I wake up praying that this was simply a bad dream. I know this is my new normal and time will blunt the sharp edges of my grief but I will never forget this wonderful man I was blessed to say was mine and I will miss him every day of my life
Todd Bradley is survived by Katie, Tessa, Missy and Riley (I put the cats first because I truly think he may have gotten them out of a burning building before me...he was such a great cat papa). He is also survived by Jennifer, Lysa, Peter and Patrick, his family Sean, Hal, Chris, Theresa, Shawn, Logan, Hannah, his mother-in-law Pamela Yates and, of course me, Stacy Bradley the love of his life. I hope if there is a better place that you are there, finally out of pain, watching over me for the rest of my life. Goodbye my love.
Holland Funeral Service is serving the Bradley Family.