I met him only briefly but still I felt I knew This young man was very special and so I listened to All the kidding and laughing and joking that hid the person inside. He was more than what he displayed and so again I tried To see if I could see what pushed him so very hard.
He had fulfilled so many dreams and come so very far But there was still a hunger, a constant, burning drive, Like a lion on the hunt ...it made him come alive.
There was an energy all around him that came from deep inside This was the key to Craig MacFarlane ...the word he used was pride.
Perseverance and respect, individualism and desire. These were the fuel that gave him the chance ...enthusiasm lit the fire.
Nature isn't alaways fair She made this young boy blind Yet in so doing, she made him better ...she forced him to use his mind.
It's not our faults that make us fail or our talents that mean success. It's what we do with what we've got that separates one from the rest.
Somewhere along life's highway some winds will have to blow. Some will dwell in the mud and the slush ...A winner sees fresh fallen snow.
One man is angry if he doesn't have what other men have got. A winner develops just what he has ...A loser complains he has not.
And Craig MacFarlane has always been a winner in the biggest event of them all... This young man sees life as it is and simply refuses to fall.
Craig sees all of his problems as raindrops instead of storms. He just smiles and smells the roses ...ignoring all the thorns and so to himself he has proven success is all in the mind. Craig sees life as a marvelous challenge I wonder ... which of us is blind?
