I remember as kids we always played in the creek, went sled riding on Vicar's hill. Oh, and the time he bought me lipgloss for Christmas. But what I really remember about Craig is that he always had a smile even when things weren't always so good. He was a good guy who is missed by so many. Rest in Peace Craig.

rest in sweet peace!

Craig was my brother. It is impossible to pick just one memory. I don't know where to start or stop. There are so many from the time we were little kids from riding around on our bikes pretending to be cops and pulling each other over (yes, we did that), trying to find secret passage ways in our house (yes, we did that too), playing kickball in the street, going to the pool, our swim meets, walking to the bus stop, sled riding, vacations, holidays, watching morning cartoons, stealing cookies, playing video games (we were obsessed with Nintendo) getting into trouble together, sitting on the back porch just hanging out, going out to bars. He taught me to play Poker. I could go on forever. He always called me Erwin. I think he was about 3 years old when he started that nickname for me and never stopped. I'll never forget his smile or what his laugh sounds like. He always made me laugh. No matter what the situation was, he could make you smile about it and he always got through everything with a smile. He was such a little dare devil. Always rolling his eyes at me who never took any risks and was afraid of everything and took everything too seriously. Always there when I needed anything. Such a blessing to have him as a brother. I love him so much!

The first time I met Craig he tried to sell me a broken banjo he found in a dumpster.

Craig started working at Domino's about three months before he really talked to me. One day he asked me if I was going to see Kenny Chesney when he played in Nashville. My reply was "Are you buying me a ticket?" A few days later I got a phone call from him, that he had bought tickets- so I was going with him. That was the start of a great relationship.