Brett Sherman

I literally have thousands of memories of Brett, choosing a memory seemed like it would be hard. It really wasn't. Brett understood the value of friendship. I don't think he ever forgot to wish me a Happy Birthday, Merry Christmas or Happy New Year. He almost never forgot to call me back, even if I didn't leave a message. We never went more than a week or so without seeing one another or just letting me know how things were going by phone call. I will miss my bro'.

Brett stayed with me for a while in 2015. One morning while walking my little Shih Tsu and Maltese dogs, a friendly graying Boxer ran across the street to meet us. She had a collar and tag, but no owner was in sight. She was not traffic-aware and nearly got hit. She followed us home. No way would I attempt to leash a stray 50+ pound Boxer and hope to walk her through the neighborhood to find her owner. Brett to the rescue! He got some chicken out of the frige and enticed her. He leashed her and started walking down the sidewalk. Sure enough, a man was walking up the street looking for his runaway dog. He told Brett he had adopted her last week. Today was a good day for a man and his newly adopted dog.

Brett was a brother to me. I loved Brett and he loved me. I have dozens of cousins but Brett was the closest to my age witt the most in common. 1 1/2 years apart. Mostly we liked to laugh. We stayed in regular contact our whole lives. Seems right to mention Perry because he was the best friend, brother and in reality a father figure in many ways to Brett. My two cousins Perry and Brett were always a team. I am sad to lose Brett. Thankful to Perry and I know aunt Margret who loved Brett more than anyone could love will be proud of Perry and hopefully in spirit mother abs son can be reunited in spirit.