Sean Douglas Brown — a member of the Staples High School Class of 2008 — died earlier this month, 8 days after his 29th birthday. RTM member Andrew Colabella writes:
“All souls must go, but no soul should go untold.” Here is a story about one of the many Westporters who left this earth too soon.
Sean Douglas Brown was born June 1, 1990 and lived in Westport his whole life. His soul was as bright as his blue eyes that saw ways to achieve and accomplish the impossible. These traits were inherited from his late mother Judy and his father Doug. Sean also inherited their abilities, a strong desire to always finish what he started, and a drive to succeed.
Sean played soccer from a young age. He branched out to motocross, fishing, boating, skateboarding, mountain biking, even ice hockey on Sherwood Mill Pond.
A jack of all sports and a master of competitiveness, Sean’s energy brought all the young souls of Westport together, in activities from street hockey on Grove Point, to fishing at Old Mill Beach, to the skate park where he shredded obstacles and ramps.
He was a competitive, fearless soul with energy that traveled. Everywhere he went, he left an imprint.
Sean was a traveler who explored places he always imagined and wondered about. Everyone he met has a story that can be shared or told about him.
From his friends at Champlain College, to those in Colorado and California where he explored business opportunities and real estate as a licensed agent, Sean was a relaxed and laid back boy, who grew into a young man.
“Remember that one time with Sean…” “So this one night, Sean and I…” has been repeated by so many people he touched in Westport, and beyond.
All roads and stories to lead to Westport. Our tales of our memories and times with him will be shared by strangers, who then become friends.
Sean’s soul will unite all again to celebrate his life this Sunday (June 23, 3 to 7 p.m. at Longshore, next to the marina). Those attending are welcome to bring food and beverages, as Sean’s many friends barbecue together.
(Sean leaves behind his dog Bella, his best friend and sister Morgan, and his father Doug.)
I miss you, Sean. Love you, brother. You’re always with me.
beautifully written Andrew
I remember Sean well as a Parent of Krissy Giglio,He came to our house often for parties.And also he wanted to show his friends the fire truck,and rode it to our house.He was a kind soul and truly loved by all his classmates.He will be missed.RIP Sean.
Sean and I met in Vermont at a friends house and quickly discovered that among the things we had in common was a little network of mutual friends back home in Fairfield County. I am truly saddened to hear of his passing. Sean was always a joyful and friendly face that I often sought out in the crowd. Sean was a person I have and will always refer to by his first and last name, Sean Brown. His energy was always bright, and I’m certain he will be missed by many. My thoughts and warm wishes are with Sean’s family and close friends during this difficult time.