Obituary for Bradly Russell Quintal
QUINTAL, Bradly Russell
May 17, 1969 – February 17, 2023
Brad passed away on February 17, 2023. He will be greatly missed by his children Ashlee and Jaicob Quintal. Will be missed by his sister Ronda Quintal and Debbie English, mother of his children and lifelong friend. Predeceased by his loving parents Ronald and Joan Quintal. In keeping with Brad’s wishes, cremation has taken place. There will be no visitation or service.
Indian Prayer
Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds.
Whose breath gives life to the world, hear me…
I come to you as one of your many children.
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and your wisdom.
May I walk in beauty…
Make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made,
and my ears sharp to your voice.
Make me wise, so that I may know the things
you taught your children.
The lessons you have written in every leaf and rock.
Make me strong,
not to be superior to my brothers and sisters but to fight
my greatest enemy, myself…
Make me ever ready to come to you with straight eyes,
so that when life fades as the fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you without shame...
Translated to English by
Chief Lark of the Sioux Tribe, 1887
May 17, 1969 – February 17, 2023
Brad passed away on February 17, 2023. He will be greatly missed by his children Ashlee and Jaicob Quintal. Will be missed by his sister Ronda Quintal and Debbie English, mother of his children and lifelong friend. Predeceased by his loving parents Ronald and Joan Quintal. In keeping with Brad’s wishes, cremation has taken place. There will be no visitation or service.
Indian Prayer
Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds.
Whose breath gives life to the world, hear me…
I come to you as one of your many children.
I am small and weak.
I need your strength and your wisdom.
May I walk in beauty…
Make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.
Make my hands respect the things you have made,
and my ears sharp to your voice.
Make me wise, so that I may know the things
you taught your children.
The lessons you have written in every leaf and rock.
Make me strong,
not to be superior to my brothers and sisters but to fight
my greatest enemy, myself…
Make me ever ready to come to you with straight eyes,
so that when life fades as the fading sunset,
my spirit may come to you without shame...
Translated to English by
Chief Lark of the Sioux Tribe, 1887