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Prosper (Parker), Bradley Sheldon

Kentville, NS

December 22, 1997 - August 16, 2024


It is with heavy hearts the family of Bradley Sheldon (Parker) Prosper announce his untimely passing on Friday, August 16, 2024 in Surrey, BC.


Born in Surrey on December 22, 1997, he was a son of Grace Parker of Centreville and the late Edward "Ed" Prosper.


Bradley was known for his warm kindness, sensitivity and how loving and helpful he was. He was always a sweetheart and made sure to look out for others and to offer help when needed. Bradley loved all things car related – especially his Honda’s. He even had a Honda tattoo to represent his passion. Bradley was also an exceptional cook and enjoyed trying new recipes. He really loved listening to and sharing music with those around him. He will be dearly missed and was taken far too soon.


Bradley is survived by his mother, Grace; siblings, Cameron Mahaney and Raylene Mahaney; maternal grandmother, Doleina Parker; paternal grandmother, Harriet Schular; aunts, Patricia "Patty" (Tim) Schofield and Maggie (Brian) Wilson; uncles, Tim Prosper and Maurice "Moe" Prosper; nieces, nephews and many cousins.


Bradley was predeceased by his father, Ed Prosper; maternal grandfather, Howard Parker; and uncle, Basil Parker.


Cremation has taken place. There will be no visitation, by request. A private family service will be held at a later date.


Donations in memory may be made to Canadian Mental Health Association.


Funeral arrangements have been entrusted to the White Family Funeral Home and Cremation Services, Kentville.

 

When I’m Gone


When I come to the end of my journey

And I travel my last weary mile,

Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned

And remember only the smile.

 

Forget unkind words I have spoken;

Remember some good I have done,

Forget that I ever had a heartache

And remember I’ve had loads of fun.

 

Forget that I have stumbled and blundered

And sometimes fell by the way.

Remember I have fought

Some hard battles and won,

Ere the close of the day.

 

Then forget to grieve for my going,

I would not have you sad for a day,

But in summer just gather some flowers

And remember the place where I lay.

 

And come in the evening

When the sun paints the sky in the west,

Stand for a few moments beside me

And remember only my best.





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