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Sean had never married . Jason was married, had a 3 year old daughter Brittany and was waiting for the birth of his new daughter. Sierra was born less than 2 months after her father died. Ronnie was engaged and had an 8 month old son, Tyler.
Sean was born in Pasadena, Ca. on June 15, 1968, the first grandchild on both sides of the family. So you can just imagine how spoiled he was! (Not my child) He was always very outgoing and happy. He loved to play outside when he was small and that continued all through his life. He loved to be outdoors, playing with the dog or his trucks. Growing up he played most sports, football, basketball, baseball.
You name it, he did it. When he became an adult, he continued going water skiing & snow skiing every chance he got. He went parasailing and bungee jumping and loved every minute of it.
His dream was to bungee jump from a high bridge over the water with his friend Bob.
Sean's father and I seperated when he was 4 and after I moved, he did a lot of traveling back and forth from one coast to another. So he managed to enjoy surfing on both coasts for several summers.
When he was with his Dad, they would go camping, to ball games and when Sean was old enough to learn, he started going on ski trips with his Dad. When his Dad remarried Sean was the best man at the wedding. He has a stepsister, Debbie, that he loved to play tricks on . Things like fake spiders and lizards in the bed at night.
He also has 2 stepbrothers, Matt and Dan, that he never called by name. It was always "brat". But they all love him anyway.
Prior to the funeral service we were all sitting with Rev. Jim Wells giving him information that he could use in the service. When we were finished, Jim laughed and said he could not beleive all of the things that had been said. He could tell how much he was loved and enjoyed life. He knew then that "Sean played hard and he worked hard" During the service several of his friends talked about some of the crazy things they used to do. Needless to say, there was a lot of laughter along with the tears. His friends still talk about him and the things they did just like he was still there. I like that.
After the service the family and several close friends went out to sea on a beautiful boat "The Majestic" which belongs to his friend Mark. As we were scattering the ashes and flowers a seal appeared at the bow of the boat, gliding trhough the water toward the ashes and flowers. That was a chilling sight. Since then, I have been
collecting seals made of everthing that you can imagine. I have
stuffed seals (large and small), pewter, crystal, rock, wood, silver (even a marble). Pictures, posters & ceramic.I even have some that I have painted myself. So, as you can tell, everyone knows what to get for me.
A Memorial service was held at the Ventura pier on August 10, 1995 with friends and family.
We had the names of all three young men inscribed on the new
Memorial Wall
there. There was also a memorial placed a few yards from the accident site in Seacliff. There, three Redwoods were planted in honor of the three that were taken from us all to soon. Family and friends often go there to remember our loved ones and to place flowers.

On the second anniversary, I did something I had never done before and have not been able to do since. I wrote a poem and had it printed in the Ventura Star.
On the fourth anniversary, we were all sitting in court (finally) for the civil lawsuits that were filed. We are still waiting for all of the appeals to be completed on that. Maybe someday we will all be able to have some closure. We will certainly never forget, but we have to go on as they would want us to do. They are not dead, they are just away.
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