I have known Sean since I was a little girl. He worked with my Mother for many years and was not only a family friend but he became part of our family. As an only child he's the closest thing I had to an uncle. I admired him, looked up to him and like a little sister giddy to be spending time with her big brother -- I was always thrilled when I got to spend time with him.
A few weeks before his death I wrote Sean a letter. Just a little trip down memory lane. While I am not the amazing writer that Sean was, this is from the heart. I am re-posting it here.
I remember first meeting you when I was at mom's office in Kansas City. Magnum PI was one of my favorite shows and you looked exactly like Tom Selleck with your mustache! My 8 year old self was completely star struck at your likeness to Magnum -- I expected you to start running down a beach with two dobermans at any moment, music soaring in the background.
I remember lots of Kansas City Star parties and Burning Down the House playing on the stereo, everyone was dancing in the living room. I can not hear that song and not think of you.
Remember "Gossip Queen Abdicates"? What I would call the most witty, hilarious and touching story you wrote for my mom describing our Buick as pink (it was sand colored, ahem). When that car became mine, every time I drove it thought of you calling it a pink Buick and it would always make me giggle.
When I moved to DC, you helped me find an apartment and took me door to door until we found a place. Frantic phone calls were made to landlords, you even ran to help me get copies of the lease, all of this while the Oklahoma City Bombing was a breaking story, and you needed to be at the office. Thank you.
I looked so much forward to our "Melrose Monday's" at Craig and David's. I always cherished spending time with you guys and it was my highlight of every week. Remember how Craig would leave the vacuum out because he had spent so much on it he thought it should have a prominent place in the living room? I remember watching Babe the Pig while you declared it BBQ night. Going to see Sense and Sensibility at the Uptown theater in Cleveland Park. I can't pass by The Dupont Italian Kitchen without thinking of you.
Thank you for giving a reading at our wedding. Thank you for your writing, your humor, your wit your awesomeness. You are the brother and uncle I never had, all wrapped into one.
I love you Sean.
To read Sean's Blog Click Here
Sean's Obit in the Orlando Sentinel
And for the journalists out there: Sean's Half Assed Guide to Mediocrity
"Do not be afraid. Fear is a waste of time, and a waste of life."
I am currently fearing something in my life. No more. At least, I will try for no more.