PollyCranopolis
10+ year member
Bees!
Came home from work about 9pm Friday night. Opened the door to Craig's room (my roommate). Looked like he was sleeping, did'nt think anything of it. Let his dog out in the back yard. Sat down on the couch and ate some Arby's. Got back up and went in to wake up Craig. I thought it funny how he was'nt already out at the bar, it being a Friday night and all.
Thats when I found him. Laying on his bed, cold and still. From the feel and look of him. I could tell he was gone. He had a little bit of brown liquid (spitup) running down the side of his cheek. I tried to lift the back of his neck up, clear his airway. His neck was stiff and skin clamy. I rolled him on his side in the outside hope he might spit somthing up, and start to breath. Thats when I noticed his back. Blue and purple where the blood had pooled. At that moment, I knew he was gone, and had probably been so for at least a couple hours. I started screaming his name, giving him chest compressions. All I got in response was a little extra froth bubbling from his mouth, and the smell of death. All was quiet. I dialed 911 and started to cry. Craig was 26 years old.
Craig was a great freind. Always the life of the party, a constant partier. Coming from a life of opulance, he had everything anyone could want. Wealthy parents who spoiled him constantly, while loving him always. He was well built, handsome, well dressed and crooned over by the ladies. He loved music, people, animals, and motorcross. He was a Daredevil at heart, who lived a troubled life, but is now at peace. He was was of the craziest partiers known to man. Anytime you were with Craig, there was fun to be had. More often then not, this included beautiful women, the finest cannabis and beer, and great music. With his fun-loving sarcastic attitude, this provided for some truly unforgettable experiences. He leaves dozens of freinds and family who will always cherish the times spent with him, and the way he enriched their lives. I love you buddy, and I'll see you in heaven.
Here's Craig's myspace page. Check it out to learn more about his life, and the people he's touched.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=52753354
"Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is. " -Jim Morrison -
Thats when I found him. Laying on his bed, cold and still. From the feel and look of him. I could tell he was gone. He had a little bit of brown liquid (spitup) running down the side of his cheek. I tried to lift the back of his neck up, clear his airway. His neck was stiff and skin clamy. I rolled him on his side in the outside hope he might spit somthing up, and start to breath. Thats when I noticed his back. Blue and purple where the blood had pooled. At that moment, I knew he was gone, and had probably been so for at least a couple hours. I started screaming his name, giving him chest compressions. All I got in response was a little extra froth bubbling from his mouth, and the smell of death. All was quiet. I dialed 911 and started to cry. Craig was 26 years old.
Craig was a great freind. Always the life of the party, a constant partier. Coming from a life of opulance, he had everything anyone could want. Wealthy parents who spoiled him constantly, while loving him always. He was well built, handsome, well dressed and crooned over by the ladies. He loved music, people, animals, and motorcross. He was a Daredevil at heart, who lived a troubled life, but is now at peace. He was was of the craziest partiers known to man. Anytime you were with Craig, there was fun to be had. More often then not, this included beautiful women, the finest cannabis and beer, and great music. With his fun-loving sarcastic attitude, this provided for some truly unforgettable experiences. He leaves dozens of freinds and family who will always cherish the times spent with him, and the way he enriched their lives. I love you buddy, and I'll see you in heaven.
Here's Craig's myspace page. Check it out to learn more about his life, and the people he's touched.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=52753354
"Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself-and especially to feel. Or, not feel. Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them. That's what real love amounts to-letting a person be what he really is. " -Jim Morrison -
