David Parker
Many, many fond memories, going anywhere in the yellow camero, concerts, road trips, trips to no where. Getting snowed in at Beech Mountain. Hanging out on Dinosaur Rock. Getting a cardboard box, lining it with a plastic bag, getting ice from a hotel ice maker, filling it with beer, going somewhere. Going swimming at his brother Chris’s hotel swimming pool on a hot summer day. Seems like we were always going…Sean always getting into my pocket at golf, no matter how many strokes he gave me.
Love you Sean, you will be missed greatly.
David