The Yellow Jacket

During the last week I have thought of a lot of memories of Craig. I could share the story of how I out-ate him in a cheeseburger eating contest, or how we had a testimony meeting on a date because of Craig's pre-mission zeal, but I would rather share the memory of Craig's yellow jacket.

In high school Craig had a yellow jacket that he wore (as I remember) quite regularly. The jacket looked a little like something that might have been worn by someone's Mom in the 70's- (and it probably was); however, it fit Craig's personality well, and it definitely did not diminish the number of girls attracted to Craig.

One day Craig's senior year I came to band (I think, right before a competition) and Craig had done the unthinkable!! He had cut up his favorite yellow jacket to give each member of the band a piece of it as a good luck token. I was shocked! How could Craig cut up his favorite yellow jacket, (his women-wooing trade mark), just like that? I kept that little piece of yellow jacket in my band uniform for the entire year (I was lucky enough to get a section of the jacket with a yellow button!) and beyond. I am sure that it brought us all good luck to know that one our leaders would be willing to part with something he valued because he wanted to show that he cared.

--Jenny