This gentle giant of a man was always there and ready to help those that needed it. Once, when we were all gathering for a funeral, I ran over some road debris just outside the funeral home parking lot. By the time I got parked, a tire was completely flat. Rather than tackle the process of changing the tire then and being dressed in suit and tie, I left the car standing. After meeting everyone in the funeral home, I told of the tire incident. Brad wanted me to show him so we proceeded to the car. Upon arrival Brad wanted me to open the car's trunk. No amount of attempted persuasion deterred him from removing the tire jack and spare. So with him in suit and tie, he honored an old man by changing the flattened tire. That typified the great man, Brad Stovall. May he RIP.