Thanks guys, for your kind and inspirational remembrance of my son.

Shaun worked hard and played hard. Somehow through the demanding schedule of seemingly endless education he found snippets of time during which he milked every second for all it was worth. I know ... he'd spend much of that free time w me and I'd be exhausted when he left! Sometimes during his residency he would be in the hospital for nearly 3 days straight with just catnaps in the doctor's lounge, just enough so he could function. He figured he worked himself so damn hard to get through med school and residency that he was determined to treat himself to his dream of flying his SuperCub in Alaska for 3 entire months. Today, we're the beneficiaries of his photographic legacy during that summer of 2007.

He was killed on Jun 6, 2008, just at the beginning of another photographic and exploratory visit to Alaska. It's been a bit over 2 1/2 years since he left this world so tragically and unexpectedly. My heart is slowly mending from this catastrophic loss but I clearly realize I'll never be as happy as I was when he was alive. Some of you on this forum know the ultimate tragedy of which I speak, that of losing a child. We were very close and I'm just thankful I had him for 34 years. Fortunate are those of us who knew him well.

Thanks for the memories, son!
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BTW, last night National Geographic Channel had a 3 part series on "Alaska Wing Men" and in the 3rd episode, "Deadly Skies", about 1/4 into the hour they had about a 4 second shot of his accident site ~ they didn't mention him by name, but those familiar w his accident recognized it right away. They were underscoring the dangers of flying in wild Alaska. Google the series ~ it runs again in my area on Jan 17.

I've attached a pic of the shot I think they showed or, at least it was very close to the one they showed:



Thanks again, guys. It makes me feel proud to read what people say about him, his photography and his abundant ~ but all too brief ~ life.

Norm
aka "dad"

Thank you for your consideration of allowing me to participate in this small way. I especially wanted to reply to a recent posting "Died living his dream!" The posts were speaking of my son, Shaun Lunt. I wanted to make a few additional remarks in response to what was said.

My son, Shaun, was a 34 yr. old anesthesiologist who certainly did live his dream. But the rest of his dream would have been to have a family such as one responder suggested he had the opportunity for. However, Shaun had not yet chosen his life mate (tho there were a few "wan-a-bes".)

Shaun was not a risk taker as most would realize with the discipline of medicine he had chosen; he generally was a very cautious and careful individual. However, he did recognize the type of flying he was involved in had some risks and talked with me regarding my awareness of such should "something go wrong in Alaska". He was the kind of son any parent would dream of having, and as his name means, he was "God's Gracious Gift". A book will be released this year through Amazon with many of Shaun's amazing photographs of the land he loved so well, Alaska.

Blue skies & tailwinds to you all,

Margie, Shaun's Mom.

As the proud father of a child who served "in harm's way" as a Marine, but fortunately came home safe and sound, I can appreciate your heartache and grief at losing a child, but in no way can I understand the depth of your loss.

But let me just say that Shaun lives on each and every time one of us look at one of his amazing photographs. Having lived and worked as a pilot in the far North, I always wished I had been able to capture what I saw each day, and had the eye, skill, and talent to transform that vision to photo and was able to share. But I did not.

Shaun did however, and through his gift, I can "go home" when it calls to me, and those who have never been can get a good look at some of the most breathtaking and beautiful places on the planet.

Thank you guys for raising such a wonderful son.

Gump

Hello Norm and Margie,

I had the pleasure to meet Shaun once while I was in dental school at LLU. Jeremy Roper and I spent a lot of time riding dirt bikes in the hills behind the hospital/university. One Friday, Jeremy mentioned that a friend of his was going to be joining us for our pre-weekend ride. Shaun joined us for the ride, and as men do, we spent the first couple of miles sizing up each others riding abilities as we ripped around the trails we all knew so well, Lol. I have been riding since I was a little kid and really enjoyed trying to keep up with Shaun on his 450R. I distinctly remember him riding wheelies for what seemed like a half mile across the ridge tops of the Loma Linda hills. To this day, I think of that ride everytime I see one of his AK photos or read about him on supercub.org or BCP. Wish I had spent more time getting to know him, as we shared a passion for a lot more than just riding in the dirt.

I wish your family the best and God Bless.

Brent Pahls

Your book of Shaun's work is your second gift to the world of that part of who he was. Thank you for that.