Brad Morrison

Brad Albiston Morrison, age 62, left this mortal life on June 20, 2015 after many years of health struggles resulting from a prior motorcycle accident.
Brad was born January 20, 1953 to Raymond Whitehead Morrison and Zina Lorraine Albiston, residents of Franklin, Idaho. He married Deborah Mitchell in March 1975 (later divorced). Brad was the father of four beautiful children. They remember many camping trips, swimming at lakes, waterparks and hot springs, working on cars, especially “Old Ray” his 1931 Model A. His support and attendance at his children’s sporting events, cooking, making toys, including wooden dollhouses, and his clever ability to fix nearly anything will not be forgotten.
He is preceded in death by his parents, sisters Rhonda Morrison and Cheryl (Duane) Burge, and our sweet angel Constance Lorraine McBride and is survived by his brother Kevin.
Brad is survived by his children Memorie Morrison, Aaron (Laura) Morrison, Todd (Heather) Morrison, and Marissa (Alexander) McBride, and 15 grandchildren.
After attending U of U, Brad became a caring pharmacist for 30 years until disabilities from his brain injury forced him to retire early.
Brad and Sherry Lynn Jaynes were married in 1994 and sealed in the Bountiful Temple in 1997. As a man of integrity he became a devoted husband filled with patience and great insight. They enjoyed over 21 years of a close, loving relationship and had the opportunity to travel to Japan, Europe, and Hawaii several times. He loved the peaceful feeling of resting on the beaches and enjoying the sunshine.
He became a loving father to Sherry’s children and is survived by his wife Sherry and children Lisa (Lynn) Van Roosendaal, Katherine (Jamie) Kelsch, John Stosich, Roslyn (Scott) Ceraso, Robert Stosich and Stephen (Collete) Stosich, their 26 children and 3 grandchildren call him Grandpa.
Brad was converted to Jesus Christ and served an LDS mission to Italy. He and Sherry returned for two visits and hoped to attend the Rome Temple dedication. He lived a lifetime of service and shared the gospel with his family while enjoying the fellowship of his ward of 19 years.
Funeral services will be held at 11 A.M. Thursday, June 25, 2015 at the Mountain View 3rd Ward 2901 W 9000 S. A viewing will be held Wednesday, June 24 at the church from 6:30 – 8:30 P.M. and one hour prior to services. Interment will follow at Lake View Memorial Cemetery, 1640 E. Lakeview Drive, Bountiful, UT.
Friends and family may leave condolences for the family and read family memories by going to www.MurrayMemorial.com.
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Memorie Morrison (Daughter)
Life Sketch /Obituary Memories:
Dad gave us a lot of wonderful memories: Camping every weekend in the summers and sometimes we would spend every weekend at Lagoon. He would take us swimming at lakes, water parks and hot springs and let us stay up late to eat the homemade bread he had made.
He would give us coal with money stuffed inside for Christmas and sleep in front of the Christmas tree so we couldn’t snoop. Dad loved to travel with Sherry and the kids.
He loved fast cars, old cars, trucks, motorcycles, go carts, remote controlled toys, and basically anything he could fiddle with. He liked to build things and grow things. He worked tirelessly at everything and was extremely clever; perfectly executing any task he put his mind too.
Dad had an amazing and witty sense of humor. He was generous and nonjudgmental. He wasn’t perfect, no one is, but he lived the best he could. If there is anything that he would want us to remember of him, it is that he was a good person and he cherished his families.
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Aaron Morrison (Son) Family
Laura Morrison (Wife)
Sander Morrison (Grandson)
Evelyn Morrison (Granddaughter)
Kaitlyn Morrison (Granddaughter)
Kylee Morrison (Granddaughter)
James Morrison (Grandson)
Thomas Morrison (Grandson)
Life Sketch / Obituary Memories:
Dad loved to have a little fun on the more mischievous side of things. Around the 4 of July, when I was young, he would take used color smoke bombs and hollow them out a bit, then pack them with black gun powder, bury them in the ground with a long fuse and see how big of a crater he could make. It was a blast!
Dad would spend hours upon hours making toys for us for Christmas. Burned into my memory is the massive full wood constructed doll house for Memorie, as well as the Castle Greyskull complete with trapdoor and catapult. It was really quite amazing.
When I was in high school, Dad would drive down from Taylorsville, where he was living at the time, and attend my football and basketball games – sometimes multiple times a week. I don’t think he missed a game. There were many times he was there and I didn’t even know he’d come. He showed great love and dedication to me in this way when things were more difficult and complicated in our family.
He taught me to work hard, do hard work, persevere, love, lift others, forgive others, sacrifice, finish what I started, be humble, be a friend and love unconditionally. He taught me to love Neil Diamond.
He was clever with words and fun to be around. His hearty laugh was contagious. I remember laughing with him so hard that it would bring tears.
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Todd Eric Morrison (Son)
Heather Christie Morrison (Daughter in Law)
Lillian Mae Morrison (Granddaughter)
Zackery Todd Morrison (Grandson)
Abigail Lee Morrison (Granddaughter)
Elisabeth Marie Morrison (Granddaughter)
My father, Brad Albiston Morrison, was a kind, loving, and humble man. He wasn’t the best at telling me he loved me with words. He expressed his love to me by spending time with me. I will cherish all of my memories camping, hiking, and just spending simple moments alone with him. I will always remember spending hours with him working on his cars with him.
My dad was a Trekie / Sci Fi nerd. Before the days of DVR, he would pay me to record “Star Trek the Next Generation” on the VHS. I can say that I have seen almost every episode of that TV series because of him.
I remember taking road trips with my dad to get ice cream at Brigham City. One time, we convinced him to make his green Dodge Magnum go really fast. We were going so fast that the vinyl top ripped and started flapping loudly against the roof of the car.
He was always there to help me. When I was in 7th grade I was struggling to write a paper. He tried to help me the best he could. He ended up writing the whole paper for me. Unfortunately, I had to break the news to him that he got a C+ on my paper. The teacher had written in big red letters, “Too much copying.”
One of the things admire most about my father is his determination to never give up. No matter how bad things were, he never quit.
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Marissa Dawn McBride (daughter)
Alexander Fredrick McBride (Son in-law)
Haven Alexander McBride (grandson)
Cael Louis McBride (grandson)
Maevie Maris McBride (Granddaughter)
Cora Eve McBride (Granddaughter)
Shae Alice McBride (Granddaughter)
And he has joined our sweet Angel Constance Lorraine McBride in heaven.
My emotions and thoughts are all jumbled right now, so please bear with me. I do want to share things I love and remember about my dad. He was an extremely hard worker, friendly to everyone, motivated, he could fix almost anything and he loved it. I remember he loved making crepes and filling them with jam and whipped cream, even on camping trips. He taught me how to roll them with a fork.
I remember bowling and go carting a lot. We went to Lagoon a lot and I would always get to make a little colored sand bottle person. Todd and I would ride the Music Express and dad would always sit on the outside so we could squish him. He taught me to love roller coasters and water slides. He took us to water parks and hot springs for fun a lot as well. I miss his witty and goofy sense of humor. When I was little he would always crimp and curl my hair.
I remember hanging out with him while he worked at the pharmacy in Hyrum. Pretty sure that would not be allowed now days. I loved watching him count pills and put the labels on the bottles. I was always so proud that he worked as a pharmacist.
When he was home I would follow him everywhere. He called me his little shadow. He used to love cooking roast on Sundays and loaves of banana bread. He would make a small loaf for me without nuts. He loved Cheetos and peanut M&M’s. He also loved no bake oatmeal cookies.
He made a cradle for me when I was a baby. He made a doll house for me when I was little for Christmas. He collected things: wallets, belts, ties, suits, money clips, and nail clippers, among other things.
He taught me to like The Cars, Eric Clapton, Air Supply, Neil Diamond, and The Eagles. I remember him trying to grow avocado trees in the window seal of his room or the kitchen. He taught me to love Morning Star vegetarian sausages.
I remember sitting next to him at church and tracing the lines and veins in his hand. I love my dad. He had his struggles but he was strong in so many ways. He is missed.