This month came with one of the most bitter losses our family has ever faced when our beloved brother and son, Sean Gregonis, was taken from us too soon.
Sean was the son of Cherral Stevens and Lyle Gregonis, but also considered his step-father, Bob Stevens, to be his father as well.
Sean lived life by his own rules, but always with passion and love for those that mattered to him. He had a mantra, “It is a good day to die.” What that meant to him was that life is about having no regrets, and that we should all enjoy the good times and be glad for them while you still have them.
Not a tall man in stature, but a giant in heart, Sean was the kind of man you will never forget if you were lucky enough to know who he really was. He loved and lived hard, but was never hard to love. He loved to sit at the kids table during family reunions, teasing the little ones at every opportunity. He loved his mother dearly, and so took every opportunity to tease her as well, because it was one of the primary ways he would express his affection. He loved punk music, old cars and beautiful women. He disliked bullies, squares and tattle-tales, but he never hated anybody.
He was a father who cared deeply for his little girl, a brother who cared deeply for his siblings, a son who cared deeply for his parents and a friend who considered his friends as family. If you knew him you were lucky. If he loved you, you might as well have been a king or a queen.