REST IN PEACE...

I have been clinging to this verse all weekend as I have cried and sobbed and boo hooed like a baby...."He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever." Revelation 21:4

My good friend Craig Noone passed away early Friday morning from a car accident. Craig was 32 and was on top of the world. For you Mississippi folks, Craig opened the hugely popular Parlor Market restaurant in downtown Jackson. Parlor Market (also called PM) had recently celebrated its 1 year anniversary. In the short time they have been open, it has won 25 awards, becoming the most delicious place in town to eat. Craig served as owner and executive chef.

The craziest part of this story is that I talked to Craig Thursday night about eating at the restaurant. I kept joking that I needed a monkey to entertain my children and asked when he was headed to Nashville to open a spin off? Who would have known he would be killed later that night. I seriously cannot express how much guilt I have about not going to eat Thursday. I wish I would have hugged his neck one last time.

Craig was not married and leaves behind no children, but he leaves behind a large group of extended family, high school and college friends, and an entire restaurant staff that is devastated. Please pray for them in the days ahead as they figure out the next steps and how to continue blazing a trail in downtown Jackson.

We will miss you Craig. You were handsome, sweet, charming, and a total Eddie Hascal. HA!

You could make anyone feel good about themselves. Even me....look at my eyebrows. They were HIDEOUS. I will get you back Gaye Ragland. Remember I pick your nursing home...

Seriously, Craig was my date to numerous formals, swaps, and parties because of his ability to close down the dance floor time and time again, and to treat me like a lady.

Fall Formal in 1998.

Halloween 1999. Craig went as Ludacris. He was so proud of his corn rows.

We had so much fun on so many different occasions.

I will miss you sweet friend....

Please meet me at the pearly gate with some roasted pork belly....

1979-2011.

Tears,

Katie Jane