The Bus

Honestly, I didn't know Craig very well. But the few and short little encounters I did have with him stuck in my memory. Every BYU student at one point or another feels very alone. I was feeling this way, and as I was walking to the bus stop, Craig came up to me, and talked to me. He asked me questions and seemed genuinely interested in what I had to say. It meant something to me, and I remember thinking that this guy was different than everyone else.

Some people have quite a bright light around them, and Craig was one of them. Whenever I saw him from then on I, he made me smile by simply saying hi. I doubt he knew the influence he seemed to have around everyone. I can't imagine the pain and the loss of losing him, and I want to tell his family that I offer my sympathies and prayers that they may receive the comfort they need during this difficult time.

--Cyrena Fifield