Longtime Old North End resident was a virtuosic guitarist and passionate bicycle repairman
Bradley Alan Pascoe, 66, of Burlington, Vt., and Tucson, Ariz., passed away on April 28, 2022, after a brief illness. Bradley was born in Brighton, Mass., on June 18, 1955, graduated from Lexington (Mass.) High School in 1973, served in the U.S. Navy near the end of the Vietnam era and moved to Burlington, Vt., in 1980, where he attended Burlington College and spent much of his life. He retired to Tucson, Ariz., in 2020. Bradley was the son of Corinne McIntyre and the late Kenneth Pascoe. Those left to cherish his memory include his mom, Corinne; brother Jeffrey; beloved daughter Ariel and her mom, Cassandra Edson; the Burns family, including Courtney, Bob and Aleta; nephew Daniel; niece Alisia and her partner, Ismael; Betsy and Sarah, whom Bradley thought of as daughters; cousins Cyndi, Karen, David and Donny; and many, many close friends whom he considered to be part of his family. Bradley and his daughter Ariel were especially fond of a poem by Edgar Lee Masters called "Fiddler Jones," which captured something of Bradley’s spirit. Ariel thought her dad’s friends might like to read the poem, which begins: The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you can fiddle, Why, fiddle you must, for all your life. Bradley had a lifelong passion for playing guitar, having been gifted his first guitar before he was 5 years old. He soon became proficient and, later, virtuosic. His favorite instrument was the 12-string acoustic guitar. While often told he could play professionally, he was never interested in monetizing his time and talent. For him, his music was a way to express his affection for others, a gift to share freely with people at parties, around campfires, in local watering holes and with passersby as he sat on a front porch serenading the birds. This is something he did much of the time throughout his life. Bradley’s other passion was two-wheeled transportation. He progressed from an "orange Krate" bicycle in the 1960s to a succession of vintage motorcycles, which he took great pleasure in repairing, customizing and riding with like-minded friends. Well-known for his ability to repair nearly anything, he also enjoyed fixing up old bicycles. This led to the establishment of his business, Pascoe Cycles, at his former home in the Old North End of Burlington. Business aside, he took…
Longtime Old North End resident was a virtuosic guitarist and passionate bicycle repairman
Bradley Alan Pascoe, 66, of Burlington, Vt., and Tucson, Ariz., passed away on April 28, 2022, after a brief illness. Bradley was born in Brighton, Mass., on June 18, 1955, graduated from Lexington (Mass.) High School in 1973, served in the U.S. Navy near the end of the Vietnam era and moved to Burlington, Vt., in 1980, where he attended Burlington College and spent much of his life. He retired to Tucson, Ariz., in 2020. Bradley was the son of Corinne McIntyre and the late Kenneth Pascoe. Those left to cherish his memory include his mom, Corinne; brother Jeffrey; beloved daughter Ariel and her mom, Cassandra Edson; the Burns family, including Courtney, Bob and Aleta; nephew Daniel; niece Alisia and her partner, Ismael; Betsy and Sarah, whom Bradley thought of as daughters; cousins Cyndi, Karen, David and Donny; and many, many close friends whom he considered to be part of his family. Bradley and his daughter Ariel were especially fond of a poem by Edgar Lee Masters called "Fiddler Jones," which captured something of Bradley’s spirit. Ariel thought her dad’s friends might like to read the poem, which begins: The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you can fiddle, Why, fiddle you must, for all your life. Bradley had a lifelong passion for playing guitar, having been gifted his first guitar before he was 5 years old. He soon became proficient and, later, virtuosic. His favorite instrument was the 12-string acoustic guitar. While often told he could play professionally, he was never interested in monetizing his time and talent. For him, his music was a way to express his affection for others, a gift to share freely with people at parties, around campfires, in local watering holes and with passersby as he sat on a front porch serenading the birds. This is something he did much of the time throughout his life. Bradley’s other passion was two-wheeled transportation. He progressed from an "orange Krate" bicycle in the 1960s to a succession of vintage motorcycles, which he took great pleasure in repairing, customizing and riding with like-minded friends. Well-known for his ability to repair nearly anything, he also enjoyed fixing up old bicycles. This led to the establishment of his business, Pascoe Cycles, at his former home in the Old North End of Burlington. Business aside, he took…