Brad Booth Death
For more poker video go to the days of the poker boom Brad Booth was a poker icon but after a massive online poker downswing. November 11, 1946 — September 4, 2011. Brad left this world on Sunday, September 4, to join his mother and mother in law in the Glory of Heaven! He will be greatly missed by his wife of nearly 44 years, June, his children - Brad, Jr. & Erica Booth, Dawn Booth Sutton, Kristine & Kevin Gobble, Tracey & Seth Cox, his. Brad Booth is missing. The 43-year-old poker player is not just on a long hike or a two-day bender. Brad Booth is missing and has been long enough to concern family and friends to the point of filing an official report with the police department. There is a solid amount of information available about Booth, his vehicle, even his license plate number. The late Stu Ungar was arguably the best Texas hold’em player of all time.
“I am well-acquainted with sorrow. This unwanted friend entered my life at an early age, when I lost my mom to cancer at twelve. I had to learn the harsh reality that God’s answer to healing can be ‘no’ and that your people can really die. At the same time, God was giving me an understanding of himself that only comes through suffering. This understanding of God would be crucial to me in the years to come.
Fast forward many years later and I would meet my husband Brad in college. We fell quickly in love. After dating for 6 months and being engaged for 6 months, we were married.We had that easy kind of love where everything just fell into place.
Three years into our marriage, Brad began having abdominal pain off and on that would lead us into the ER. A scan would reveal that his spleen was enlarged and he would need surgery. The day of surgery unfolded differently than we could have ever imagined. The surgeon came out to explain.
‘What I found inside of Brad’s abdomen is ugly. Cancer is on the table,’ he said.
Our whole world was turned upside down in a moment. Pure shock swept over us as we awaited the news of his diagnosis. Four endless days later, we received the news that Brad had an incurable cancer that only gave him a 15% chance to live five years. We were left feeling hopeless and defeated before the fight even began.
The first year of treatment was intense. Brad underwent multiple surgeries, radiation and 10 rounds of chemo. At the year’s end we received the news that he was in remission and we knew that this was nothing shy of a miracle. Still aware that we were on borrowed time, we tried to enjoy and celebrate our days together. We began to dream about starting our own family. Knowing that the cancer would most likely return, this decision was not easy. Brad could not reckon the idea of leaving me as a single mom and his children fatherless. But, I could not reckon the idea of not having a piece of him here with me on earth.
We did not want to let cancer dictate our every move, so we decided to take a giant leap of faith. Due to the effects of chemotherapy on Brad’s body, we entered the world of fertility treatments. After two rounds of in-vitro, $15,000, hormones, and tears, we were pregnant with a precious baby! Nine months later our daughter, Nola Bradley, was born. She was our big sigh of relief. My little family was all together, happy and healthy. Everything seemed right in our world.
The week that Nola turned one I began feeling very physically exhausted and nauseous. I almost felt pregnant, but I knew the odds of this were very slim. Brad had been declared sterile just months prior. The first three pregnancy tests I took were negative, and then the next 15 were POSITIVE. We had a miracle baby on the way!
Three days after my positive pregnancy test, our life would take another turn for the worse. Brad’s scan revealed that his cancer had returned, and he would be back in the fight for his life. It was Desmoplastic small round cell tumor, a pediatric cancer- soft tissue sarcoma. We knew that no one had ever survived a recurrence from this disease.
The daunting reality of the cancer’s return felt like a cruel joke and a death sentence. We went from the highest high to the lowest low in the matter of 72 hours. In our own strength we were a mess, but God was sustaining us as we continued to put one foot in front of the other.
Nine months later, in the midst of chemo and clinical trials our precious baby boy, Grey, was born. His birth felt both joyous and sorrowful.
Brad’s body was responding to treatments and the cancer seemed to be slow-growing, until the end of 2016. Scans revealed the cancer had moved into his liver. Due to the rarity of his cancer, there were very few treatment options left. One of our doctors told us to go home and enjoy the time that we had left. Brad did not take that as an answer, he wanted to keep fighting. I began to pray for 120 more healthy days together. God would take my 120 days and stretch it into a year.
We tried everything from green juice to experimental surgeries, but the cancer was growing out of our control. At the end of that year, the cancer had spread all over his body and Brad was placed on hospice. We were both weary travelers and the news of hospice was the most bittersweet relief. The bitter sting of watching a disease take over the body of your once strong and full of life husband was too much to even comprehend. But, there was this sweet relief knowing the pain would end soon, and that Heaven was just around the corner.
Brad was on hospice for 30 days before he went to be with Jesus. He lived his days with intentionality, and his last days were something I will never forget. His eyes were on Heaven and he was calling all of us to look with him. His burden was light and he had an unshakeable peace as he stared death in the face.
Nineteen months have passed and I am still very much in the midst of my own grief. Picking up the pieces of what death has left behind and walking my two young kids through the pains of loss brings back that familiar feeling of sorrow. There is no doubt that widowhood is a holy space. It is a space where Jesus has met our sorrow in the most tender ways, proving over and over that he will never leave us.”
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ByBrad Booth is missing.
The 43-year-old poker player is not just on a long hike or a two-day bender. Brad Booth is missing and has been long enough to concern family and friends to the point of filing an official report with the police department.
There is a solid amount of information available about Booth, his vehicle, even his license plate number. But worries have grown as this Thursday will mark one month since anyone saw him.
What is Public Information
NamUs is the National Missing and Unidentified Persons System, a nationwide resource to help resolve missing person cases.
According to this NamUs posting, Brad Booth left the Grand Sierra Resort in Reno, Nevada, on Monday, July 13. He was driving a silver/aluminum-colored 2002 Toyota Tacoma pickup truck with Nevada license plates reading “601-PMR” and expiring in 2020. There is also a “black steel cage bar” around the front of the truck.
Please share and help find @YukonBrad@ASchwartzPokerpic.twitter.com/3XIl4Toyrv
— April Facey (@teamPokerFacey) August 8, 2020
He told his roommate that he was going camping. However, this roommate noted that Booth took only “minimal items that would not sustain him for more than a day or two.”
Booth is a 6’2” white man weighing about 200 pounds. He is 43 years old, turning 44 in September.
He has brown hair and hazel eyes. The report also noted that he has well-groomed hair. (Author note: Confirmed, especially the nice hair.)
Reno, Nevada Police file# 20-12315
NamUs #MP72238#Missing Brad Booth, 43, Reno, Nevada. July 13, 2020.
Brad Booth was last seen leaving the Grand Sierra Resort in a 2002 Silver Toyota Tacoma truck
NV plates 601PMR
Male – White
6' 2'
200 lbshttps://t.co/rG61yVuQJg
— Andy 🇨🇦 (@Android_78) August 8, 2020
What is Shared by Family
Last Thursday, someone posted a since-confirmed statement from Booth’s family on the Two Plus Two forum. It read:
“All of our family would like to say thank you to everyone that is trying to locate Brad.
“At this time, we ask that you please refrain from sharing second-hand information and to please stop spreading suspicions and rumors. It is impeding the investigation instead of helping by taking valuable time away to verify all the information.
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“If you have any relevant information to this investigation, we ask that you contact detective Tazy Ciofalo at the Reno Police Department at (775) 321-8372 and reference file #20-12315.
“Should she not answer, leave a detailed message and she will get right back to you. We are all heartbroken over this and wish for his safe return.
“Thank you.
“—Family of Brad Booth”
Where Is Brad Booth Today
In addition, on that same Two Plus Two thread, a friend of Booth wrote, “Brad has at times gone off but would have contacted family or a close friend by now. We are hopeful for good news.”
Brad Booth's friends are very worried for him, he was last seen in Reno July 13 when he told his roommate he was going camping, attached is MP report
If you have any information about Brad or his whereabouts please tweet it at me
Plz RT for awarenesshttps://t.co/Eq5zjwx2yz
— Adam Schwartz (@ASchwartzPoker) August 4, 2020
As of mid-August, we have a new flyer reflecting more current pictures and description of Booth.
What Poker Knows
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Booth was known for many years in poker as “Yukon Brad.” Hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia, he started playing poker in Vancouver, then Calgary, and on to the Yukon. He played from the mid-1990s, when he was 19 or 20, and never stopped.
In live poker tournaments, though Booth shows results dating back to 2005 in Las Vegas at events like the World Series of Poker. He also made a big television appearance via the World Poker Tour when he final tabled the WPT Mandalay Bay Poker Championship in 2006 and finished third for $319,180.
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By 2007, Booth was playing in high-stakes live games at the Bellagio in Las Vegas and on television shows like the NBC National Heads-Up Championship, High Stakes Poker, and Poker After Dark.
His online poker play at some of the highest-stakes tables online around 2007 prompted Full Tilt Poker to sign him as a “Red Pro.” Ultimately, Booth lost what he claimed was millions of dollars to the UltimateBet cheating scandal and Black Friday, the latter the date in 2011 that the United States seized all major online poker sites.
Booth has experienced some very serious highs and lows throughout his poker career, having been a well-known personality through the “poker boom” – even living at the Bellagio in Las Vegas for nearly two years – and involved in some of poker’s biggest and most memorable hands.
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Some of these videos through the years offer some insight into Booth’s personality and love for poker.