As a child Sean enjoyed the normal activities of any other boy. Sean always liked to ride his Big Wheel in front of his Grandma & Grandpa
O'Neals house. Growing up he liked to ride his bike alot as was always
making it better with shiny & flashy accessories. He started playing T
ball & continued playing baseball until about 15 yrs old. His real joy was
wrestling which he started at a young age. We would travel every w/e
with Little Dixie Wrestling Club to local towns and wrestle all day. He was quite a wrestler. We have great memories of his growing up. He
had alot of friends who kept us all busy. He once played like Santa was
on the roof for his sister, Whitney. He was always bringing home his
share of frogs, turtles, snakes, cats and dogs. He also had his share of
pet rodents.
    Sean grew up with Daniel and Kelli step brother and sister-put 4 kids
together and Ron and I were busy. We took them camping alot and
long road trips that they tell us about now. I'm sure they each have
stories between themselves to share. We love them all. I will never
forget when Sean tied a snake to the front porch with a string of yarn.
Sean was a comedian full of jokes, fun and pranks.
    Sean also walked in his sleep which the Brysons can attest to.  As
he grew and graduated from Jr. High he continued on at MHS. He
started driving his Grandma O'Neals old chevy Impala nicknamed "The
Ocean." We continued watching him grow into a young man. He played
freshman football and ran track for 2 yrs. In track he lettered All District Champ 800 meter--4x100 relay- 1st- 4x800 All District Champ
4x400 All District Champ. His wrestling skills improved with all coaches
from Fry-Graham-Heaton to Coach Allen &Morgan. They taught him the
Turk which he perfected and  taught to Jeremy Cuno who I hear is teaching his little brother, Joshua. Sean in 2000 took 2nd place at State then in 2001 took first with an undefeated season of 39 & 0 at 152 lbs 3A.
He graduated 2001 and attente d MIssouri Valley for 2 yrs. He married
Kerri Walker on August 3 2002 where they resided in Marshall, Mo.
with their daughter Madison born June  14, 2002. There are so many things I have not said--how can you share a persons life without writiing a book.
    Sean's accidental death on Sept. 26, 2005 has been a great loss.
We  miss him greatly and love him very much. This is such a short glimpse of Sean's life and everything. I can't even start to write it all
down. Thanks to all family and the many friends who shared Sean's life
with us. If you have anything to share please feel free to put it on the
website.
   With our love Mom, Dad and Whitney

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DADDY WENT TO HEAVEN
TO HEAR THE ANGELS SING
DADDY WENT TO HEAVEN
ON TIPS OF ANGEL WINGS 
DADDY SAYS "I LOVE YOU"
AND SMILES DOWN AT ME
FOR I CAN HEAR HIS WHISPERS
IN THE TIDES OF ROLLING SEA
DADDY PUTS ON SHOWS FOR ME
HIS PUPPETS ARE THE STARS
AND I CAN HEAR HIS LAUGHTER
IN THE HUM OF DISTANT CARS
DADDY PLAYS ME SONGS AT NIGHT
I HEAR THEM ON THE WIND
I LAY AWAKE JUST LISTENING
UNTIL THE STARS GROW DIM
DADDY WATCHES OVER ME
HE KEEPS ME SAFE AND SOUND
AND EVEN WHEN I'M ALL ALONE
I KNOW THAT HE'S AROUND 

Bereaved Parents Wish List

 I wish my child hadn't died. I wish  I had him back.

I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child
lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was
important to you also.

Y
If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child, I wish you
knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the
cause of my tears. You have talked about my child and you have
allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.

Y
Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't
shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.

Y
I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want
you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you
would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day.

Y
I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my
child's death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these
things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.

Y
I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years
are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief
will never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day
I die.

Y
I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand
that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my child and I
will always grieve that he is dead.

Y
I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or "be
happy". Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate
yourself.

I don't want to have a "Pity party", but I do wish you would let me
grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.

Y
I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is
miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please
be as patient with me as I am with you.

Y
When I say, "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I
don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.

Y
I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very
normal. Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are
all to be expected. So please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn
or irritable and cranky.

Y
Your advice to "take it one day at a time" is excellent advice.
However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you
could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.

Y
Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes
the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk
away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone.
I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my child died,
a big part of me died with him. I am not the same person I was
before my child died and I will never be that person again.

Y