Bradley Alan Moody - Online Memorial Website

I can remember the times when my daughter worked with Susan in dispatch and they would be soooooooo stressed out... But they had each other... Saeda would spend the night at Susans house and I would call her cellphone and she would be like mom.. I am at Susan's house her mom and I are watching Big Brother.. I gotta call you back... and would Sy would call back I would ask to speak to Susan and we would compare things about the show... I remember when Sy would talk about how Suzy Q and Brad were getting married... and how Brad was planning the proposal... Saeda would get so animated and teary eyed when talking about all of the prepartions and how she felt bad when she would have to lie to Susan when she would call and Sy would say I have to call you back I am talking to my mom and she would be talking to Brad.... I remember the longgggg weekends when you guys would go up to the lake and have fun and just be carefree....
I hope everyone that has came in contact with Brad will cherish these memories... and remember that you have to Live Everyday Like it is your last, Love hard or not at all.... Because tomorrow isnt promised to any of us...

Brad,

What can I say..but that I am truly honored and blessed to have known you. We had some good times together in the past, and I will never forget you! I am so happy that you were always there for my lil sis Alicia, and she always looked up to you..you were like a big brother to her. We all had some good times hangin at the house with You, Susan, and the kiddies...I will never ever forget those memories! Best time of my life..

Thank you for being a part of my life! I will never forget you...you were an inspiration to us all! I will never forget you, and you will always remain in my heart...God Bless, and Be free..

A move final tribute to Brad.  The final call.

Brad Moody was a jr high and high school classmate of mine. As a quiet observer during those years of my life, my conversation wasnt much with him, but he with my friends, and in passing as our lockers were in the same place. He was a person you noticed, yes for his smile, but in the way that he carried himself, strong, confident and positive. His confidence and positivity I think we all greatly admired and aspired to as an example. I thank him (and family) for those exemplary qualities, but also for going on to serve the community. God's blessings to you, Moody Family.

All I can say Mr. Moody is God has a special angel in heaven. I have so many special memories of you and your family....many years ago. Time has passed and I don't think there has been a week that doesn't go by, that I don't think of you all the special memories you gave us. I always hoped one day that you and "glo worm" would become an item...you were so very special to all of us and  I will always remember you with that very special "smile".  

In life we often tend to drift apart in many ways from those who we are so often used to seeing each day. We graduate, we move, we marry, and life takes course. Brad was one whom I had the pleasure and joy seeing grow up as a friend of his older brother Jamie. We may have never really hung out, but we belonged to the same circle of many kids that came from Travis A.F.B., from little league to high school. There was never a time that I didn't take the time out to speak to a young Brad, always with that "Moody smile" I'll call it. Because they all have it, and it was a joy and a light that is vivid in my memories of you. From the days of playing football at Vanden while you watched your brother with envy, waiting for your turn to be the big Viking. Then myself watching you take the field, your little sister cheering, these are all parts of a wonderous history that will forever be imbedded in my heart. Something that cannot be taken away, lost, or forgotten.

You grew up quick, or time just passes us in a blink. I remember running into you and conversating about taking your job with the Richmond Police Dept. These small moments in passing seem so insignificant at the moment, but as we think now, priceless encounters in which we now must cherish. I'm proud of the man you became, the husband, the father, brother, son and friend to many.

Let me remind everyone to please be "present" in this life. We too often get caught up in what happened in the past and where we are trying to go in the future. What about the moments your are spending right now. We wait and wait instead of acting, and put off what could have been.

I wish I had a distinctive moment to write about, but I feel like there were just many instances that we were around each other, mostly through sport and him being the younger Moody. But I feel like a part of history has passed on, etched in stone, and became an instant classic of a person that I am blessed to have known.

 

 

Bradley,

You have touched so many people,  I am honored to have known you.  Dylan and Jared were in such awe of you. They thought of you as their big brother, (you kinda look like it too).  I remember, at the lake, you had your music blaring and these two skinny kids shaking their butt.  I can still hear Jesse yelling, "Turn that ---- off".  You just smiled, that smile.
                        You knew how to handle that "Papi" of yours!
miss you.
Kim Ney

Brad and I were childhood friends at Center Elementary. He was a year younger than me. My friend,Melinda introduced me to Brad and I knew we'd always have a connection as friends playing on the playground. I read how everyone talks about his BIG smile and warm heart and that's exactly how I remember Brad after all these years. Besides that Brad and I were born in Hawaii and that's probably why I kept him close in my thoughts. I recall going to his house,and his brother always having jokes to tell and riding bikes around Travis AFB. He even 'dated' my friend's sister,Beth when he was in the 4th grade(so adorable). She broke Brad's heart one day and he was so very sad. He wanted to know what he had done wrong and what he could do to fix it. I knew he'd grow up to be a fine young man because he always knew how to make friends and build relationships through them. We all need to find the strength from God that Brad is in a better place. Life will never be the same without him here but he would want us to continue moving on with our lives. Thank You Brad for the memories you are truly my ray of sunshine!!

Brad Moody... Brad was 1 year and 2 days younger than me.  I went to school with Brad, I believe some of elementary at Center Elementary, Golden West Middle School, and then Vanden High.  We didn't really hang out much outside of school.  We hung out pretty often when we were in our friend Roberta's quincenera when we were 15 though.  We were the only two white guys in this Mexican celebration and we joked about it a lot.  Brad was such a beautiful spirit; and when I think about him my overall image of him is that is was a great guy and can't say that about too many people.  He always had a smile that glowed.  We played baseball together in high school and in summer leagues.  Brad excelled at whatever he did.  I can only imagine how he was as a husband and a father.  I believe in God and I have to trust his will for our lives, but it's still difficult to understand why he takes people like Brad and leaves others.  God definitely gained one for his kingdom.  I'm praying for Brad's family that God gives you peace and that he brings to the surface all of the countless fond memories of Brad that I know you have.

Brad thanks for being a part of my life, for being a great person.  It was an honor to enjoy some times with you.  Rest in peace and be free brother!

Brad,

 

I am blessed to have known you for the last few years.  I want to thank you for your time here.  Though too short, you have affected so many lives and contributed so much.  Before I had even met you, I only heard praises.  Kevin would tell me how he idolized you in high school and how he looked up to you as the upper classmen that he strived to be.  He wanted to play football like you, be outgoing like you, and yes, grow a fro like you. :)  I especially am so grateful for your influence on Marqus.  You were an excellent role model for him when he needed it most and I know that you will continue to be. 

 

Thank you Brad, we will miss you.

Brad,

I feel fortunate to have shared a moment in time with you.  You were one of the first guys at Richmond to welcome me in.  I had some good times at your Halloween parties.  I watched you in action and was amazed with you dedication and enthusiasm. You always had a smile on your face never hesitated to help. We rounded up allot of "bad guys" together and with no more than a phone call you were on the hunt.  You were an inspiration and one of the greatest cops I knew.

Dear Brad,

I, just like most people are having a difficult time making an entry.  I remember when Brad was first hired and fresh off training working as a solo beat cop.  He covered me on a detail I had of an unwanted male at Casper's Hotdog's on Macdonald Avenue.  The male was bothering the ladies who worked at Casper's.  The guy also stole a bag of chips and left the walking on Macdonald Avenue.  The ladies from Casper's did not want him arrested.  Brad and I stopped him a short distance away.  I had already decided that this detail was going to be cleared with an MCR even before I arrived on scene, I was not going to arrest this guy for petty theft of a 99 cent bag of chips, BUT.....Brad had other ideas.  So we talked to the guy and told him to leave the area.  The guy was sort of an asshole, none the less we let him go and he started walking away.  Brad then says to me, "Rooddawg, lets arrest him."  I asked Brad what HE was going to arrest this guy for???  Brad said, "Shit, we can think of something.......how about 211??" 

 

More recently I was working overtime last year and Palma got into a pursuit in Hilltop.  The SUSPECT got away from Palma.  Next thing you hear on chanel 1 is "K27, my partner's in foot pursuit."  Then, "SUSPECT in custody, K9 contact."  I got charges filed on the SUSPECT, case never went to court, SUSPECT got state prison.

 

These 2 stories go to show you what kind of cop Brad was from the very begining and how he matured into a seasoned veteran.  

 

Brad I will miss your calls, giving me CI info on homicide cases and you coming upstairs, giving me your goofy smile saying, "What up Rooddawg!!!!" 

 

Rest in Peace - RPD #1333

 

Mike Rood, RPD #1305   

Dear Brad,

 

I know that someday our tears will lighten a bit and the memory of your “sunshiney” smile will be bigger than the hurt we are feeling, but for now bare with us.

 

The first time I met you was “interesting” but memorable.  Dave had to be driven home because he had injured his ankle.  You drove him home and I was a little bit confused… why was this guy, another officer, not wearing a uniform… but he was driving a police car…?  Well, I found out you were on light duty due to a wrist injury and had to work the phones or something like that.  You told me how much you HATED it and wanted to get back to work and I thought that was quite funny.  Some people have to grow on others… but not you – I liked you immediately.

 

Soon you became one of our household names… and then funny stories started coming home with your name attached… and then stories started coming home about everyone referring to you and Dave as “Funk and Moody”.  Quite a team – you two!  The team you two were apart of in 2003 was full of fun people – guys and gals that quickly became some of our favorite people, and people who have a special place in this police wife’s heart (that list grows as the years go by).  I think that’s what has been so hard for all of us – officers and spouses alike.  The RPD family of officers proudly and admirably attended funerals for fallen officers, but we never thought it would happen to one of “our guys” – that was never part of the plan. 

 

So as we go through the hours after your accident, that are now turning into days, we struggle to do what we can to help Susan and your wonderful family, and to help ourselves at the same time.  People have been reaching out to each other and reconnecting, Kelli W. has been AMAZING at helping to keep the home front moving and ready for company, and many RPD families have helped with that effort by providing food and that kind of thing.  I just know when you get to Heaven, you will look down and be so pleased that your two families have truly become one big family that will continue to take care of each other as we grieve for you.

 

Your new order as an angel, is to watch over your entire earth family.  Help us find comfort, and help Dave and your fellow officers find their way while they are hurting and missing you, as it is going be tough… I will be missing you too.

 

Kim Funk

Brad

 I was so lucky to have a friend like you in my life. I remember 8th grade at Golden West. We had some good times. I remember when I asked you to be my partner in my Quiencera, your exact words were " I'd be honored, umm what is that"..hahahaha. I explained it to you and you said " Of course". That showed me that you were a great guy with a big heart and a beautiful smile. Your smile says everything about the kind of person you were. I remember when  we were going to pick out my dress for my Quiencera  and you and Rene were making fun of me. You guys were being typical 15 yr old boys b/c a lady gave me a gift with perfume and lotion. I was like "Oh thank",  you and Rene said yeah she gave you that b/c she knew you would be stinky and ashy. hahahahaha To this day I remember that,  cracked me up then and still makes me laugh. That's what you did best, brought laughter to everyone. I've been going through old pictures and found so many of us as kids. We were so young and innocent. You were an awesome person with a great heart that was full of love and laughter. I'm so grateful to have been part of your life and you a part of mine. You will always have a special place in my heart. You shared something very important in my life and I will always remember that. Brad I know your an Angel in Heaven and will always be watching over your family and friends. I love you Brad, may god rest your soul!!!!!

Your Friend Always

~Roberta

Bradley I had the privledge of driving your father to the hospital today, we laughed and cried. He had this great big Moody smile when he said your name,he told me about you being the lightest line backer on the foot ball team with the biggest heart. He went on and on about his ride alongs with you. He was so excited about telling me i wanted to just keep driving and listening and  not make that dreadful stop. He was so proud when he was able to let you use the facility he worked at to bring all the k-9's to train. True to Moody style, he didnt leave anyone out he said how lucky he and your mom were that you, jen and jaime all looked out and stuck up for each other and how proud they are of all of you. He already knew this but i told him how highly you talked about him all the time and would always say "I gotta go see mom and  pops" .  I told him that when we first started riding together the  "look outs" on the corners would see us comming and yell "rollers; five O" and the dopers would scatter   I turned you loose a couple of times and you caught  who ever was in your sights and you kept track of all your foot chases.. shortly after that it went to "shit,its moody dont run,it aint good if you run"  Brad would dust them off, book them with a great deal of respect. most of them challenging him that he wouldnt catch them the next time. Most never ran from him again. Your still the best cover out there, lock down up top for us and watch our backs like you always have.  

I've been sitting here staring at this blank page for awhile now....i dont know where to begin....My very first memory of you is from Kindergarten...your mom and I had to drive over to Cambridge to pick you up and I looked out the car window and remember you walking towards the car.......next would have to be that time you "dared" me to hold a nasty slimy worm....I was determined to prove i was as tough as you so i did it....and i remember you raised your eyebrows for a split second, like you were impressed, but you and i both know you were just plotting your next "dare" haha!

There are so many years filled with so many special things i remember...3rd grade teatherball, 5th grade kickball, the dumpster by the library, your dinosaur room, summer baseball games sitting on the bleachers trying to cheer louder than your dad (which would have been impossible! haha!) 8th grade graduation and the super cool limo our parents suprised us with, riding around fairfield thinking we were so rich and grown, the awesome birthday party in your garage, passing by you in the hall at Vanden and wondering when you got so tall, our #4 jerseys, standing next to you at our high school graduation....

 

One particular day in Suisun we were walking out to get in the van and your dad yelled out to you to grab something...i dont remember exactly what it was but you lifted it up and your dad clapped his hands once and yelled "THATS RIGHT, IF YOUR GONNA BE A MOODY YOU GOTTA WORK HARD!!"  That is how I will always remember you my friend....you are a Moody!

 

You will be in my heart forever, missed daily and loved always.......gloria

I AM A WARRIOR

by Jon F. Hooper

I fight not for glory or fame,
For they are momentary.
I fight for those who can't.
I fight for Justice.
I fight for the oppressed and the down trodden.
And if I should lose my life for these just causes, then I have no regrets,
For I serve to protect the innocent.
It matters not where or when,
For evil knows no boundaries.
Be it fire, flood, or the threat of tyranny,
I will not flee.
Justice is my weapon.
Faith is my shield.
Hope is my armor.
Cry not at my passing,
For it was my Honor to fight for you.
Shed not tears of sorrow,
But tears of joy,
For now,
I stand with God.

Brad,My wife and I were working at the Greek festival in Vallajo when retired Sgt Willaims called me and told me what had happened.I was floored and the wife was crying.You had been a good friend on and off duty as a police aide.I remember when you and a couple other aides helped me move into our new home.My wife paid all of you with Greek pastries.I know the other times you came to visit you loved the Greek food.Seems like your pockets were not big enought to fit the cookies in.

Brad I loved working with you and I really felt we made a great team.We will miss you greatly.May God bless you Brad.P.S.   Be careful about using all the Greek words you learned  where you are at now..