Bradley Allen Joseph Pearson
Bradley Allen Joseph Pearson, age 39, of Flint, Michigan, passed away on Wednesday, July 8, 2026. A funeral service will be held on Wednesday, July 15, 2026 at 5:00pm, at Detroit Cremation Society. Family will be present to receive friends from 2:00pm until the time of the service at 5:00pm. Pastor Sarah LaRose-Nettell to officiate. Cremation will follow. Flowers may be sent to Detroit Cremation Society. Expressions of sympathy may be shared with the family on Bradley’s tribute wall at Detroit Cremation Society.
Bradley was born on October 22, 1986, in Flint, Michigan, to Valerie Thompson and Timothy Pearson. He was lovingly raised by his mother, Valerie, and father, Mark Cooper, alongside his brother, Mark Cooper, and sister, Trisha Cooper.
Bradley attended Mott Community College, where he studied HVAC alongside his sister, Trisha. He was an avid car enthusiast who could often be found working on vehicles or talking about them with family and friends. He also enjoyed sports, dirt bikes, and jet skis, embracing every opportunity for adventure and time spent outdoors.
Above all, Bradley will be remembered for the way he treated others. He was kind, loving, compassionate, strong, protective, humble, intelligent, and quick-witted. His sense of humor, generous heart, and unwavering loyalty made a lasting impact on everyone who knew him.
One of Bradley’s greatest joys in life was being an uncle. His beloved niece, Eturnitee Cooper, held a very special place in his heart and was truly his favorite person. He adored her beyond words and treasured every moment they spent together. The love they shared was unmistakable, and the bond between them will remain a cherished memory for those who witnessed it.
Bradley cherished the time he spent with his family and friends. Whether lending a helping hand, sharing a laugh, or simply being there when someone needed him, he lived a life defined by love, strength, and compassion. His memory will continue to live on in the hearts of those who knew and loved him.
Left to cherish his memory are his mother, Valerie Thompson; his father, Timothy Pearson; his father, Mark Cooper; his brother, Mark Cooper; his sisters, Trisha Cooper and Claudia Maddock; his beloved niece, Eturnitee Cooper; along with many extended family members and dear friends.
Bradley was preceded in death by his grandfather, Joseph Pearson; his grandfather, William Thompson; his aunt, Ellen Marsh; and his cousin, Amanda Thompson.
Bradley will be deeply missed but forever remembered for the love he shared, the lives he touched, and the memories he leaves behind.
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I will miss our visits, may God give you rest, until we meet again know peace like you’ve never known before. Love you much,,Grandma Bunny
I will miss our visits, may God give you rest, until we meet again know peace like you’ve never known before. Love you much,,Grandma Bunny
Brad loved to see others Win. He matched red w blue like none other before, during, and after his voyage round the 🌞. His goofy laugh n humongous grin were beyond contagious. Hold THAT door for me, Brother. Love u!
I remember Brad as a little kid .always smiling and such a happy go lucky little guy. He grew into a handsome young man with a beautiful smile. In Heaven with our other loved ones and I’m sure Grandpa Bill is playing jokes on him just like when he was little….
It is impossible for me to put into words, or do him any justice….in trying to describe what a truly amazing person, and just how special Brad will always be to me.
I was so lucky to have shared 26 years of memories with him, and endless laugh, .that I will cherish forever.
Genuinely the kindest, most generous soul I have ever known.
These last few days, I have replayed so many memories we’ve had, & wishing I could call him and laugh together, so badly. These last few years, I developed a terrible habit, often calling him up to make last minute plans…..and he literally agreed, every.single.time.
One of my favorite memories, is the first day we met….
7th grade, & Just before we each celebrated a birthday….…in comes the new kid, Bradley. & wearing the brightest yellow sweat-suit you’ve ever seen. I Obviously complimented him on the suit. I was so sure, that by sparking up this friendship, it would eventually lead me to a girlfriend. I was 12. & pretty sure that I set some sort of Record for the longest lasting crush.
Fast forward, & after he transferred schools. So many memories (while still only 12 years old), Coordinating my own transportation with ‘Your Ride’.
$3/ each way, & getting Myself to Courtland Center Mall, where Brad would be waiting for me.
Purchasing tickets to a PG movie, only to sneak in and watch ‘dude where’s my car’… which was short lived after being quickly shined by an employee flash light, and kicked out by management. Still, Worth it.
I could go on and on. I was reading through our old text messages from the last few years, and keep getting reminded of just what a good person he was to me.
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Brad is truly the first loss I’ve had in my life, that I cannot recall even one negative interaction with. I know people typically like to remember loved ones for ‘the good’ after they pass, but that is just naturally who he was. Such. a. good. person.
He often brought his family up in conversation, & you could really feel the love he had for each And every one of them. I hope they know what amazing people they must be, to have raised him to be such a good person.
My heart is so heavy.
I just hope that Brad knew, just how much of an imprint he has left on my heart.
I hope that he knows how truly loved, & how missed he will forever be.
Brad you always were a joy to be around. You will be missed.
I can’t believe Brad is gone. We met back in homedale school so many years ago. Even though we haven’t spoke in a few years he was always one of my closest friends. My heart breaks for his mom, dad and siblings. This is never an easy thing. I remember back in the day when Brad, Mark and myself were riding our bikes in motts parking ramps and one of us, (i won’t say who) decided to moon an officer and we tried to get away but the officer caught Brad and me and threw our bikes in his truck and threw us in the back seat and took us home. I remember going up to your house in Houghton lake the one summer too and the three of us riding all over the place. You will be truly missed my friend. Rip brother
Brad was a great guy, he brought smiles on everyone’s faces, he was never afraid to be his goofy self, my dad was his good friend, i hate to see him go but he was awesome, he will be missed. Remeber, it’s not a mourning of death, it’s a celebration of life!