It’s with heavy hearts that we reflect on the passing of Bradley Pearce on November 30, 2024. Brad started working at A and H Insurance in August 1980 and has been a vital part of our commercial lines department, municipalities department, and serving as Chairman of the Board. He is greatly missed by friends, family, co-workers, and clients. You can learn more about Brad’s life through his obituary.
Here are some thoughts and memories of Brad shared by A and H Insurance employees:
Brad was simply wonderful to work with. I was privileged to watch him, and Christie meet with clients to go over proposals and they were a great team and so fun to be around. Brad would always make funny jokes and always had me laughing. I didn’t get to work with him as long as a lot of the people here, but I will always treasure the time I had with him. — Lindsey Wolf
I had ridden my bike to work, but it started raining heavily around 5 o’clock. Brad saw me about set out in the rain and insisted that I put my bike in his vehicle, and he drove me home. — Luke Westberg
Words cannot express how much he meant to us, and how greatly he will be missed. I loved when he would walk past my office, as I just knew that a funny, sarcastic remark would be forthcoming. I will miss his humor, and perpetual ribbing about me not working, all with a smile on his face. He knew how to draw people in, he also was one of the kindest. The world was better with Brad. — Grace Daidone
Brad became an ordained minister and married Mikey & I back on June 10, 2011. Mikey has called him Pastor Brad ever since! I have had so many fond memories of Brad. Sharing recipes, talking about family & his college days… so many memories that I can’t even put in words. I miss him walking by my office & just chatting about whatever!! A pillar of strength & a true gentleman he was! I think of him daily & miss him so very much!! — Leah Beaudette-Berg
Brad was a great person, a great Father and Husband and how wonderful that he spent so much time with them. He was so much fun to be with on the road. He had lots of good stories. I loved the time spent with him and I know there were times he wished he could put a sock in my mouth (he told me so). I have so many good memories. I love him for his friendship. — Judy Dahl
23 years ago Brad and Katy hired me to work alongside them. Being new to the industry, I’ve learned so much from the both of them. Brad was a kind generous man and would do anything for you. I’ve learned so much from him. He was a great mentor and friend and will miss him dearly. — Christie Elliott
I miss Brad stopping by my office and just chatting about anything or just joking around. I can still see Brad cooking breakfast for the office or in the earlier days barbecuing at the picnic. Brad was funny, kind and so nice to be around. Brad will be missed always. — Ethel Fisher
How lucky was I to have teamed up with Mr. Brad on a few of my accounts. Such a pillar of knowledge. I was so privileged to work with him. I loved his family stories, which included when he was just a young pup, to his beautiful family stories. I will miss his little grin. Will miss you Mr. Brad — Lois Johnson
Brad had asked me before last year’s Chico Wildflower bicycle fondo about perhaps joining my group of cycling riders on it. He had purchased a Reno riding jersey to wear for when the time came. However, unable to ride, before he passed he deeded his new riding jersey to me. I will remember him for his clever colorful wit. He was the kind of guy who could be your boss, your friend, and a fatherly figure. I could say that he had a way of letting water roll off his back. Some of my favorite interactions with him were the give and take ribbings. He was very personable. Firm sometimes, but never cross. At poker, he had a great way of masking his poker face. Give or take, if he won or someone else had, he’d take pleasure from one of his colorful unserious comments. If you won, he’d make you feel guilty for taking his money. If you lost, he’d rub it in at how small your cash pile was getting. He obviously enjoyed that aspect of life. Like the time he ended up nearly burning his hands at camp, cooking dinner over the campfire grill because someone else (me) had forgotten to bring the propane tank. He said something to the effect of, “Sure! Don’t worry about the burn scars on my hands. But thanks for at least bringing the propane burners!” Or the time a speeding driver nearly hit him as we made our way to our cars in the Maccaroni Grill parking lot. Most other people would have gone into a rage, but not Brad. He just threw up his hands saying, “Sure, no problem, buddy! Sorry I got in YOUR way!” And that was the end of it.
He was the kind of man who while setting out to Europe to bring back an herb or something that might have a slim chance of saving the life of his son, Matt, would ask you what kind of gift you’d like when he returned. There was no mistaking it with him, he was a man of character. You knew it by his actions. He adored his wife, Roberta and their two children, Matt and Emily and spoke favorably about his siblings. He didn’t have to gush about it, you just knew it from his words. Of course, he’d go out of his way for them, but equally for you too. And when he would, he’d insist that he expected nothing in return. You’ll find his riding jersey at the Chico Wildflower next Spring. — Garrett Louchart
