I wish I had known Craig a lot longer, but we became friends quickly asI am sure many will say. I met Craig in my Organic chemistry class and somehow or another our conversation turned to night cat fishing. I was surprised a couple of nights later when late at night Craig called to take me up on my offer to take him. He and Jenae and her roommates came out in the middle of a cold and windy night to try their hand at night cat fishing. The fishing wasn't great but we caught a couple and Craig was hooked. We went a couple of more times and managed to spend one very productive night catching a lot of really nice catfish and studying our chem at the same time.
Janae came out with Craig another night and we also managed to catch a bunch more. Craig was intrigued when I told him the catfish would stay alive for a long time and I told him to take some of the fish home and throw them in the tub and they would revive shortly. A couple of days later Craig called me and asked me how one would go about dispatching two very large catfish swimming around in his tub.
A couple of weeks ago my wife and I were planning a camping trip up to Strawberry reservoir and my wife was commenting on how it would be nice if she didn't have to stay on the boat the whole time I was fishing (I am fairly diehard when it comes to fishing) and that I should invite one of my friends to come along, so last minute I called Craig and asked him how crazy he was feeling and if he wanted to come up with us. He said he wanted to, so after moving to a new apartment in a couple of hours he accompanied us to Strawberry. My two boys (Reid age 3 and William age 18 months) instantly befriended Craig and Reid had some great questions about his hook and wanted to know if we could go buy him one from Wal-Mart.
We had a great weekend camping and Craig and I spent the evening talking and fishing and trying to catch some crawdads to roast on the fire. We stayed up until around 4 in the morning talking and fishing and roasting our crawdads. The next morning we headed out to Jordanelle reservoir and managed to catch some more fish and spend some more time joking and talking. When we were done Craig wanted to clean the fish so I gave him my leatherman and let him go at it. The last time I talked to Craig was about a week ago when he called to tell me he still had the leatherman and that he needed to give it back to me. I figured I had plenty of time to get it from him and didn't worry about it because I was sure I could get it the next time we went fishing and studying. When someone told me last monday when I got back into town that Craig had drowned I thought it was a bad joke and until I saw the reports online I wouldn't believe it.
The world lost a true treasurewhen Craig drowned. He always had a quick joke and a witty reply when I talked to him. It took me about 12 or so tries to get the real story about how he lost his hand out of him because he kept coming upwith more elaborate stories every time I asked him.
It amazes me how much I miss Craig even though I only knew him a short time. Some people's spirit just shines so bright and like a moth to a lamp you are drawn in. I don't know if he considered me as much a friend as I considered him but I will miss him greatly.
--Jed Burton
Janae came out with Craig another night and we also managed to catch a bunch more. Craig was intrigued when I told him the catfish would stay alive for a long time and I told him to take some of the fish home and throw them in the tub and they would revive shortly. A couple of days later Craig called me and asked me how one would go about dispatching two very large catfish swimming around in his tub.
A couple of weeks ago my wife and I were planning a camping trip up to Strawberry reservoir and my wife was commenting on how it would be nice if she didn't have to stay on the boat the whole time I was fishing (I am fairly diehard when it comes to fishing) and that I should invite one of my friends to come along, so last minute I called Craig and asked him how crazy he was feeling and if he wanted to come up with us. He said he wanted to, so after moving to a new apartment in a couple of hours he accompanied us to Strawberry. My two boys (Reid age 3 and William age 18 months) instantly befriended Craig and Reid had some great questions about his hook and wanted to know if we could go buy him one from Wal-Mart.
We had a great weekend camping and Craig and I spent the evening talking and fishing and trying to catch some crawdads to roast on the fire. We stayed up until around 4 in the morning talking and fishing and roasting our crawdads. The next morning we headed out to Jordanelle reservoir and managed to catch some more fish and spend some more time joking and talking. When we were done Craig wanted to clean the fish so I gave him my leatherman and let him go at it. The last time I talked to Craig was about a week ago when he called to tell me he still had the leatherman and that he needed to give it back to me. I figured I had plenty of time to get it from him and didn't worry about it because I was sure I could get it the next time we went fishing and studying. When someone told me last monday when I got back into town that Craig had drowned I thought it was a bad joke and until I saw the reports online I wouldn't believe it.
The world lost a true treasurewhen Craig drowned. He always had a quick joke and a witty reply when I talked to him. It took me about 12 or so tries to get the real story about how he lost his hand out of him because he kept coming upwith more elaborate stories every time I asked him.
It amazes me how much I miss Craig even though I only knew him a short time. Some people's spirit just shines so bright and like a moth to a lamp you are drawn in. I don't know if he considered me as much a friend as I considered him but I will miss him greatly.
--Jed Burton
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