He wrote a letter to his then daughter Alexandra to be read after his death. He asked Susan Bluestein if she wanted a letter too, but she said no, he didn't have to do that. She was later to regret her action. After his death she read the letter written to their daughter and it went:

"My dear, dear Alexandra,

If you are reading this then you already know that I have left my body and gone to the other side where people don't need bodies. I hope you don't feel that I abandoned you. I have had the virus that causes this disease since before you were born. My biggest fear was that I infected your mother, which meant that you would've been infected as well. I was joyously relieved to find that both you and your mother were not infected. While I was awaiting the results of your mother's test for this virus, I prayed to God to spare you and your mother and promised that if you were spared that I would bear this virus bravely and not complain and accept my fate...

I also prayed to God to let me stay on this earth long enough for you to have a father to help you in your early years, for you to remember that your father loved you more than anything, and for all these years you have been the love of my life. And that love will never stop. I will be loving you from the other side. And someday after a long and wonderful life and you leave your body (everybody does, honey), I will be waiting for you and we'll be together again. I promise you thing.

My precious Alexandra, I know this will be hard on you, but you are a beautiful, talented, strong little girl with a wonderful heart. I don't want you to lose that...you'll have your Mommy to help you and lots of people there to help you get through. And don't forget I will be sending you lots of love from the other side. Always! You should know how very proud I am of you. I promise you, we will be together again.

I wish I could spare you this pain, honey, but I have no choice , when it's time to go it's time to go. Alexandra, there are a lot of people who think that people who get this disease are bad people. Not everyone thinks that way, but some people do. Don't let them make you feel bad. They are just prejudiced. It's a terrible disease, not terrible people, don't forget that..."

Overcome, she couldn't finish reading the letter. She then hoped that Brad had ignored the fact that she'd told him she didn't want a letter and written her one, anyway. She 'tore the office apart; it was something like 2AM when I finally gave up. There was no letter not to me."