Sean and Connie

We recognize the ever present need for housing.  We are passionate about this pursuit.  While homeownership is ideal for most, depending on your current and prospective circumstances, a rental situation may suit your needs and capabilities best.  Please fill out the contact form.  Within the message box, this is your opportunity to move us.  Be sure to explain how you will make the world a better place, as a result of this help.

Keep in mind, you have got to be willing to help yourself.  We will not throw our money away, on people who choose to continue being lazy.  If you are ready to work for it, we can help.  The length of time that it takes, is up to you, and what you are willing to do, to make it happen.

Why do we help with this?
In December of 1978, my (Sean’s) family was living in a pre-fab home on Lost Horse Rd. Between Darby and Hamilton.  On Christmas night, our home caught fire and burned completely down.  I was five years-old, and I can still feel the frozen ground cutting my feet as I ran down the hill towards my parents’ truck. We stayed with a neighbor that night.  At the time, the only thing I cared about was whether or not the bike that Santa gave me, was going to survive the fire.  (It was laying down next to the bed.  I tried to put it in the bed but it wouldn’t fit.  I did fall asleep holding onto the frame.)  Like a little sissy, I cried myself to sleep, staring out the window at our burning home.

The following day, we stayed in the basement of a cabin, which was under construction at the time.  Then we stayed in the gym of our church in Darby, for a couple of weeks.  Followed by a tipi, a temporary ranch house, and then a tent, near Tin Cup.  I remember hiding behind some bushes while the Park Rangers would warn our parents that they were not allowed to live there.    We moved our belongings much deeper into the Bitterroot.  One day there was a flash flood, and I watched this huge(looked big to me at the age of 5) river flowing through the middle of the tent, and I thought some of my younger siblings were going to get swept away.  At that age, I remember thinking, ‘When I grow up, I want to make sure that kids don’t have to live in tents and worry about bears eating their food, or them.’

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