LT Craig Reynolds '73 was lost when the SH-3H he was piloting crashed near Fallon, Nevada in March 1978. From the Lucky Bag: "Craig faced his roughest clashes with the ocean blue in the choppy waters of the Natatorium. Leaving such temporary difficulties behind, Craig soon established a reputation for good grades and daily chow packages. Through his stay at Severn College, he managed to stay amazingly clear of the Performance Office, while he quietly gained controlling interest in the Annapolis-Oklahoma Telephone Company."
His roommate added: "Swimming was his toughest task at Navy. He would stroke, kick, breathe - and slowly sink to the bottom of the pool. We could never figure it out. He was a very quiet guy, especially in the mornings. He hated early classes. We were roommates for all four years at USNA, and I bet he never said a dozen words before noon.""
"In any group of 30 guys, there will inevitably be groups that form. Craig transcended them all. He felt comfortable with everybody, and they all called him their friend."
"He was a devoted husband to Rhonda, who he had dated since High School. He was a Christian, and he was the best roommate a Mid could have for 4 years. I am a better person for having known him."
To Honor!