Sean and I became close really quick, and it wasn’t long till he was hiding at my place in Springfield all the time. Back before my kid was grown and survival meant us being together. It was all of us or none of us… The parties were hard, the fights even harder, but the bond and love has been forever eternal. Sean and I shared something no other two people in the world had, so far that we know of… our abuser. On top of the rejection from the family, the shame… The absolute fear to talk about it until one of us finally did. Only small parts of our stories and lives overlap as we both grew up with our own trials and tribulations. I was sheltered and abused, Sean had the most loving father in the world and grew up on the streets. To know Sean was to love him… that man was loyal to a no fault, and if he loved you, you knew it. He changed every child’s life that he touched. I have not met a kid yet that has not called him daddy or Uncle Sean; it’s just who he was. He’d do anything he could for anyone if he had the chance. Sean did the best he could by his children and wanted nothing more than to leave them a world different than his. Whether that meant wealth or by simply breaking the chains and ending the cycles, he was going to change his world for his kids the best way he could, so he used his words.