This year I lost one of my good friends from high school and it is absolutely heart breaking. Every day that goes by I wonder what I could have done. How could I have been a better friend. How could I have been there for him.
Sean was the reason I picked up the guitar I was so frustrated with the music education at the high school I attended. I needed something, a different instrument to be creative. He always said he was inspired of the skills I learned on the guitar. The truth of the matter was I was always inspired by him.
He was one the best guitarist I ever have gotten to know. Speed isn't my thing, mostly because I broke my hand in high school, I could never play as fast. Most guys that can play fast bore the hell out of me.. it seems they never really have anything interesting to say. Not Sean.
A funny memory occurred in 10th grade we were walking home from high school and it was in the middle of the winter and he had sandals on!
He marched to his own drum. He lived life and loved life. A beautiful human. A kind spirit.
I have to love and forgive more. Life is too short.
Love you, Sean.
May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be at your back. We will meet again.