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Wed, 22 Oct 2003I met with Randy for lunch today, someone I have only met briefly once before. He has been a friend of Craig's since junior high. They learned to play guitars together and then played together professionally for 15 years. Randy and I took turns remembering Craig, choking up at points - two middle-aged men, essentially strangers to each other, crying at lunch in a public restaurant. Not overflowing, just momentary tears as the memories touched us. That's how much Craig meant to us and many others.