Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Taking cousin Craig fishing

Some of you might feel this is a little inappropriate, but after giving it some thought, I decided that there can be no better tribute to a man than to immortalize him in words. 
Twelve years ago this next November, I first made the acquaintance of my wife's cousin Craig. The occasion was my future mother-in-law's funeral. It was my first time meeting her family. Not a great time to meet the future in-laws. After the service, we attended what I suppose could be described as an Ohio wake. Having never attended a wake before, this is just supposition on my part. But, it was full of accolades for the dearly departed and lots of alcohol which I understand are the staples of a wake. 
Anyway, the wake went on till the cows came home as they say. It was during this time that I learned that my wife was Craig's favorite cousin. Over the years we didn't have contact with Craig except by phone. After one of those phone calls, Pam announced that Craig had expressed a love of Colorado, a place where he had lived at one time before moving back to Ohio. Okay, that's understandable.
What Pam didn't tell me is that Craig wanted to come back to Colorado. At least she didn't say anything further that I remember. 
Fast forward to today.  Pam announced after dinner that she thought that we should take one more long weekend trip before the snow falls and take Craig with us. That sounded like a good idea until I asked whether she had talked to Craig. She got this funny look on her face and said, "He's here."  She led me upstairs to her office, walked to her desk and handed me a weighty brown plastic pill bottle.
Yep, you guessed it...Cousin Craig. So, I guess we'll be taking a long weekend fishing trip sometime soon and taking Craig along to a scenic location for his last fishing trip. Rest in peace Craig.