In Loving Memory Of HARLEY A. CRAIG April 10, 1934 – June 8, 2005 Dear Dad It’s late and it’s hard to say goodbye. I wonder what I will miss most about you. A Saturday phone call to find out how to fix the fan or the sink, or the toilet, or the lawnmower. Can you fix the ache in my heart right now? I will miss working together on Adelman’s lawn, painting houses together, putting in a driveway, shingling someone’s roof. I loved to work with you. I love to work because I learned that from you. I will miss playing sports with you and talking about the Red Sox, the fact that you really wanted to know about the weather, fishing with you (or at least talking about it), the way you always looked for a bargain. I will miss the sure sound of your trombone, your love of music, playing songs with you It is an honor and a privilege to follow in your footsteps. I will miss your daily display of courage in facing hardship, your deep and abiding faith in Jesus Christ, your tender heart that was so easily bruised, your example of faithful care and provision for Mom, for your parents, for your children, for your extended family, for your tenants (your own personal welfare system), for your neighbors, in other words for everyone you met. I will miss you. You have always been my hero. I learned to be a man from you, not from Rudyard Kipling, not from a thousand sermons or from ten thousand books. I learned it from you. By Paul A. Craig, June 8, 2005 We all miss you Your wife, Elinor and Family