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Sean M. Weems

  • On January 7, 2026
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Sean McCarthy Weems, age 55, Pittsburgh, formerly of Anchorage, Alaska, passed away peacefully with his family by his side on January 5, 2026. Born September 20, 1970, Sean was the beloved son of Marguerite Weems and the late John Weems.

Sean was the beloved husband of Natalia Weems and a devoted father to his son, Kirill. In addition to his mother Marguerite, he is survived by his brother Colin Weems and his sister Kristy Parker. Sean will be dearly missed by all who knew and loved him.

An adventurer at heart, Sean proudly served his country in the United States Air Force. He made Alaska his cherished home for many years, embracing its rugged beauty and spirit, and shared it with his wife, Natalia. They later relocated to Pittsburgh to build their life together.

Sean loved traveling the world and found joy in scuba diving, climbing and riding his scooter. Though his illness over the past several years limited his ability to travel, Sean’s greatest dream was to show his son Kirill the world—a dream rooted in his deep love for his family. He also enjoyed playing billiards, spending time at the shooting range, and working with his hands. A man of many talents, he took great pride in building, remodeling, and creating.

Above all, Sean was a dedicated husband and a devoted father, and loving son whose strength, kindness, and adventurous spirit will live on through those he loved.

Sean’s celebration of life will take place on Saturday, January 17, 2025 from 10 am until 12 pm at COhatch Shadyside – Rider Penthouse 5428 Walnut St., Pittsburgh, PA 15232.

Inurnment with military honors will take place privately at the National Cemetery of the Alleghenies.

Arrangements were entrusted to Pittsburgh Cremation & Funeral Care, Robinson Township, PA.

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8 Comments

B. J. Brown
I know that most of us who knew Weems high school- we just called him Weems- will first remember the unique grandmaster of mischief. He involved us in so many tales that make us erupt in helpless laughter, even at the hundredth re-telling. He instigated a lot of more conventional moments too, continuing long after we moved past high school. He's been the primary organizer of a lasting connection within our group of friends, and the guy who pushes us past talking about getting together, to doing the actual getting together. His sentimental side perhaps doesn't fuel entertaining stories to tell, but its been quietly special for me, and I'm certain for everyone in our group. One quick example comes from one evening after five of us were about to go our separate ways home after a day of gaming. Before we left, he insisted on getting a picture of us. It was really out-of-the-blue- but I think he'd just bought a new tripod for his camera. He was obsessive about making sure it was a perfect picture, in the way he often gets. A month or so later, completely unexpectedly, he presented us each with a professionally-framed copy of that picture. It was so random, simple, and so incredibly sweet. I wish I could be there with you to celebrate his life, swap stories and hear a few new ones. He definitely didn't leave us before giving us times we could treasure.
Logan Weems
When I was young, my uncle would show up as this goofy eccentric guy visiting from Alaska, somewhere so far away I couldn’t even fathom the true distance. He didn’t fly; he traveled via his new scooter that he was so happy to have driven over 4,000 miles to visit Virginia. At a young age, it was something that I found interesting and made him look a bit crazy. As I get older, I grow more respect for the freedom and adventure he found on trips like that and find myself looking for the same type of experiences in life and taking time to enjoy the things around me instead of taking the fastest and simplest path. While he may have been a bit crazy, he was someone who always wanted to experience the world and take in what it had to offer. I find that admirable and look to do the same and will hold him in memory whenever I am somewhere that he would have loved to be.
Del Rawlins
I met Sean in 1993 or 1994 in Fairbanks at UAF. We found that we shared similar outlooks on life, and he became one of my best friends. Sean was that guy who I could call for help with literally anything, and he would be there. When Liz and I made the leap of moving to Anchorage and permanently leaving the small town where I had grown up, he was here to help us every step of the way. Many of my best memories involve time spent with Sean, building stuff, hanging out, and sharing a number of off-road misadventures. I am glad we were able to remain in contact after Sean and Natalia moved to Pittsburgh. Months might go by, then one of us would send a text, and hours later we'd have to break it off so one or the other of us could get to sleep, work, etc. Everyone should get to have a friend like Sean, and I am going to miss him tremendously.
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