My husband and I first heard Sean and Liz at the Arvada Cowboy Poetry. Since then, years ago, we became followers of their great music and super personalities. We live 1/2 mile from where Sean boarded Manito and had the blessing of riding by as Sean was saddling. We had a great ride up North Table Mountain together. Then we dropped by my brother's, Clay Hunter, and Sean finished his ride with him. Clay has done some leather work for Sean, including Sean's guitar strap. They were also good friends.
We will remember Sean as a cowboy with a heart of gold, twinkling eyes, and a spirit that lived every day to its fullest. He was a rootin' tootin' cowboy and loved the western life. Sean had the gift of making anyone he contacted feeling warm and fuzzy after spending time talking with him. We have been listening to his CDs soaking in that smoooth voice and magnificent guitar pickin'.
We love you Sean. Ride a good horse in tall grass. Happy Trails