This memorial website was created in the memory of my brother Craig Sean Jones who passed from this life,June 8th 2005. 

Words fail to describe how much he means to us and what a massive void he has left in all our lives. He leaves behind, two loving parents, Glyn and Denise, as well as a little sister, Abbie and older brother, David. And then there's me, Emma, his older sister by 7 years.

This is something that I never imagined I would have to do for Craig, but it was clear to me that he has touched so many people's lives, that it was right to give them somewhere to remember him. And he would love to see his name in writing!

We only had Craig for 18 short years, but he lived every single minute of them to the max. So many people claim to have done this, but Craig was the only person that I have ever know who really did manage it.
He was afraid of nothing and did everything to extremes. He loved life, his music and was the most loyal of friends. His laugh and smile were infectious and he earned himself the nick-name "Smiler" amongst others. He had the ability to draw people to him as beneath the tough exterior beat a heart of gold.

But to his family he was so much more, and to me, he was my family. Craig came along at a time when I sorely needed him. He drew us together and healed rifts. If I was sure of nothing else I was sure that he was my brother and I would always have him.

We shared a fantastic childhood together with two parents who could not have been better if we could have chosen them. We were happy children because we were loved and felt secure. As time went on and things got harder, we always knew that no matter what happened, they would both be there fighting our corner. I feel that I should thank both my parents from Craig and I as I don't think they realise how much we appreciate them.

Our little family was complete, when in 1997, Abbie was born. For the first three months of her life all I saw of her was Craig's bum leaning over the crib. He was fascinated by her and worshipped her from the word go. From that moment on they became two halves of the same person, with me trailing behind keeping them out of trouble and supplying the chocolate, sweets and when I learnt to drive, lifts.

There are several other stories I could recount about me driving to Cardiff in my night clothes, in a car with no heating, to pick Craig up from his friends. Or the time we "painted" my dad's shed with gloss paint. Or throwing him out of the living room window without his shoes or socks. Or when he was grounded and he climbed out of the bedroom window. The list goes on.

Craig was, and is, a vibrant and energetic person and I would like him to be remembered for the good things he did. The good times we've shared. The footprints, fingerprints and echoes he's left in all our lives. The things we've learnt from him. While we remember those, he can never really be gone.

xxx

In the Event of My Demise

In the event of my Demise
when my heart can beat no more
I Hope I Die For A Principle
or A Belief that I had Lived 4

I will die Before My Time
Because I feel the shadow's Depth
so much I wanted 2 accomplish
before I reached my Death

I have come 2 grips with the possibility
and wiped the last tear from My eyes
I Loved All who were Positive
In the event of my Demise

Written by Tupac Shakur (1971-1996)