Birth date: Nov 15, 1952 Death date: Nov 29, 2019
BRADLEY, Bo, age 67, of Waynesville, passed away Friday, November 29, 2019 at Hospice of Butler & Warren Counties. Bo was a 1971 graduate of Waynesville High School and was one of the early inductees into the Waynesville Athletic Read Obituary
So sorry to learn of your loss - sympathies from the Shull family (Jungle Jim & family)
I have known Bo my entire life. He was an extraordinary human being with a passion and heart to help others whenever he saw the need. No matter how far and wide the river, he will row the boat to help you. My heart breaks with the loss of my dear, dear friend........the skies have certainly gained a brilliant, shiny, new star.❤️
My heartfelt condolences to the entire Bradley family.
Our sincere condolences and sympathies to the family and friends of Bo Bradley. He was a generous patriot who honored and served our combat-wounded veterans and so many others. We recognize and honor Bo and his tremendous life of service.
To the Bradley Family, please accept my sincere condolences for your heavy loss.
I’m saddened to hear of Bo’s passing.
As a child and young teenager back in the late 1950’s and early 1960’s, I grew up knowing Bo, who was one class behind me, and his family, especially during the summers swimming at the Old Mill Stream pool, or up behind the high school on sunny days or under the lights while sitting in the outside stands overlooking the old baseball diamond and watching the action, or actually playing Little league Baseball with him and other boys in our small town. Bo’s late father, Kenny, an imposing figure, and who was bigger than life to most of us kids, often umpired behind the plate. Even then, we knew that Bo was different…he was an exceptional athlete. Though Bo was already playing on a higher level than most, if not all of us his age, I don’t ever recall him being big-headed about it, just good natured, warm and self-assured.
Just before the beginning of my freshmen year in high school, my parents moved the family to another small town. For the next four years, Bo and I would often meet up again, this time on the gridiron field of play, or the inside basketball hardwood courts as opponents on separate high school teams, where he continued to be a fierce competitor and a real force of nature, as no quarter was asked for nor given by either side, but I remember he always played clean. Now, as I pause to look back on those youthful moments of long ago, I consider it a privilege to have played against an opponent like Bo…as we and our own fellow teammates played our hearts out to win and then left it all, win or lose, on the green grass, or the hardwood floors of yesteryear.
In recent years, I had the opportunity to see Bo, and even his late father not long before Kenny passed away. I’m thankful for those brief moments we shared together after all the years gone by and to have the opportunity to introduce them to my young son and daughter. I was touched by how genuinely gracious and warm Bo and his father were to my children.
Like his father before him, Bo turned out to be bigger than life, too.
May you rest in peace, Bo Bradley
Tom Shoemaker
