He was a scholarly bright light at Richmond Hill High School A whiz at math. He spoke French. A mechanic who knew his MG inside and out. He loved a good joke and smiled often as he observed the behaviour of of creatures big and small. He moved away to that prairie town he loved to further his studies and build his career. He is remenbered as a renaissance man.

My memories of Craig go back to when we met on our first day in high school in Richmond Hill. We had many good times together including running for students council together in grade 11. Post undergrad we renewed our friendship as he dated my sister for a few years before leaving for Manitoba. More recently we kept in touch through a close mutual friend. I remember him for all of the same reasons others have written in their obituaries. He truly was ""the one" in one of a kind.

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Craig and I met and quickly became friends almost forty years ago.

At that time, Craig was an Associate Professor at The University of Winnipeg. He was responsible for creating and managing its Business Computing programme and for hiring me as his colleague. In his many years there, Craig’s primary focus was ensuring the best possible education for students. His dedication to teaching consistently generated recognition from his students that he as extraordinarily good at it.

Years later, after Craig and I had both retired, we frequently met for lunch. There was always much to discuss, and we were often in a restaurant for two or three hours. Even then, Craig’s instinct to be a teacher showed. He would almost always arrive with a folder of discussion items. Typical was that he would present me with a newspaper clipping and ask my opinion, thereby providing fuel for a lengthy discussion. The topics ranged widely. We might discuss world events, local politics, or perhaps significant people. And we almost always included information about our recent wildlife sightings. Craig enjoyed hearing about any furry or feathered creatures that had appeared in my rural yard, and he loved describing any that had recently showed up in his. He worked diligently to attract wildlife, particularly birds, by providing something for them. That might be seeds in birdfeeders for songbirds or corn on his lawn for ducks and geese. He even had wooden nesting boxes on trees in his backyard to attract wood ducks. Inside those boxes, he and another friend had installed cameras to monitor and record the birds’ activity.

We also spent many hours discussing the technical aspects of writing. For years, Craig gave me crucial feedback on material that I wrote. I would provide Craig with pages of something I had written, and, at a subsequent lunch, Craig would return my pages. They would be filled with his written comments about my grammatical sins. His knowledge of English grammar was amazing, and I was the beneficiary of years of his meticulous feedback. Even though I had previously thought my use of grammar was quite decent, those conversations about my writing clearly began with him as the teacher and with me his student. Eventually, after I had absorbed some of his wisdom, the conversations evolved into discussions and debates about subtle issues concerning clear and correct writing.

I miss those lunches and those conversations. I miss the extraordinarily intelligent, knowledgeable, capable, and helpful person I knew for almost four decades.

I greatly miss my friend, Craig.

I was saddened to hear of Craig's passing. Strangely, I was thinking of him just the other day and then a few days later ran into Cathy at the Fringe. I first knew Craig from years ago when I and my then husband bought his beloved home on Mandeville Street. He graciously showed us around his home, instructing us about the bird's nest in the kitchen fan and the oak tree which was home to generations of squirrels. A few years later our lives crossed again and I was invited to his new home on Assiniboine Avenue. Craig was a gentle man and a lovely human being. My condolences to Cathy and his family.

Sherry Eastwood

Craig was my Computer Science professor for either a 2nd or 3rd year course in data structures at the University of Manitoba (thinking it was 1974...). He was one of the best teachers I had there. Was always interesting and patient with the students. I think of him often as I teach my own students...

Craig was an excellent teacher, a cat lover and a very dear friend. It is painful to accept he lost his outstanding and detailed memory. My sincere condolences to his family. Be assured he was appreciated and loved by many.

Craig was a loyal and generous friend who was willing to help in any way. He spent many hours helping Lise and I write and edit the business plan that is now Frescolio, for which I will forever be grateful. We shared his love for the Assiniboine, nature and music. Rest in peace.

Conversations with Craig were always enlightening. He had such a breadth of knowledge and was so curious about the world. Condolences to all who loved him.

My deepest condolences to his family and many dear friends.

I can picture Craig standing at the kitchen sink, He had the greatest smile to greet you with to start your day.

Uncle Craig was a gentle man if I ever met one. My favourite memory is when he came to visit us with Auntie Cathy to our home on Rainy Lake in Fort Frances, Ontario. When we went to say our goodbyes after a wonderful visit, he turned around in the hallway, picked me up to where my feet were dangling off the floor and hugged me tighter than ever before. I said "oh that was a good squeeze hug!" From then on, any hug with Uncle Craig became a squeeze hug. I'm sending you a squeeze hug. All my love <3