Craig Kelly Let It Ride

He seemed an ordinary boy
until he found the supreme joy
of snowboarding, made it an art
in which no one can take a part
without recalling Craig, and how
he was the start of all that’s now.

He is recognized by his peers
as one of a few pioneers
who brought snowboarding up to par,		
esteemed as other snow sports are. 
It now is an Olympic game,
bringing other young folks fame.

He attacked his sport with verve and vim.
World accolades belonged to him.
He made the loved sport his life’s work.
Craig Kelly was not one to shirk.
He took responsibility
for safety to the nth degree. 

It’s such a sad,  ironic touch
the mountains that he loved so much
would be the reason for his death.
Their treachery would steal his breath.
Craig well knew the danger there
and went about his work with care.

Craig had his followers and was
Idolized by them, because
He was the master of his game
Teaching them how to be the same.
Unassuming and understated,
Craig was simply, dedicated.

Dedicated to work and play,
And to his loved ones all the way.	
How many long-lived men can say
When they have met their final day,
“My life too short when it was done,
But every year of it was fun.”

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For Chris Matt's "Gone to Soon" contest 			
			
If you are a snowborder you know his name. 
If not just google-- Craig Kelly Snowboarder 
b. April 1966--died January 2003  
He was my step-grandson

He died in an avalanche in the Canadian mountains in January of 2003	





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Haight Avatar
August 24, 2014 at 11:59 AM
Joyce - a poem from your heart...so sad. But what a wonderful tribute to your dear step-grandson and how your well-chosen words described how he rose to the top of what he loved best. Congratulations on your win. Sandra
Deschler Avatar
August 23, 2014 at 9:16 PM
That is a very heartbreaking story, Joyce. It's sad when something that we love so much, can also cause us pain.... A very well written poem. Great work! Congrats on your win!
De La Luna Avatar
August 20, 2014 at 11:24 AM
oh what a heartfelt-write, Joyce! well, your step-grandson lived a good life! Congratulations on the win!
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August 20, 2014 at 9:56 AM
Joyce, , congratulations with your winning poem... Always~ Linda
Mehta Avatar
August 20, 2014 at 5:45 AM
Very sad and heartfelt write, Joyce. congrats on the win
Ayala Avatar
August 20, 2014 at 12:22 AM
Joyce, I feel your pain and I am so sorry for your loss.This is such a beautiful dedication to one "gone too soon." Congrats on your superb win! Love, Kika.
Dietrich Avatar
August 19, 2014 at 4:22 PM
gosh, what a footnote, he was your step grandson. oh my!! He died fairly young, poor guy. but so nice that he enjoyed it so immensely. Congrats on your win.
Konos Avatar
August 19, 2014 at 1:20 PM
Hey Everyone! When I said 'Off you go now' I didn't know you were totally going to blow my mind, not all of you at once! I am honored to have read your poetry. Thank You for entering my contest! Off You Go Now, Judy
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March 13, 2011 at 6:09 AM
Dear Joyce, this poem is filled with so much energy and joy. Your step-grandson left quite a legacy behind. Snowboarding is immensely popular and I enjoyed watching it during the Olympics. I'm sorry you had to lose him at a young age. Saw your comment on Constance's blog -- she had a baby who died soon after birth. Best wishes in Chris Matt's contest, dear, and we'll miss you while you're away. Love, Carolyn
Dietrich Avatar
March 12, 2011 at 10:27 PM
gosh, is this yet ANOTHER new contest that I know nothing about?? WEll, it looks like you did well with it. I did not even know of this snowboarder! Joyce,that is too bad about your brother. Two days all alone like that. What a nightmare!!(Oh my gosh, I just looked up and saw that this guy was your step grandson. he died so young)
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