Craig G Shumway

Our deepest condolences

So sorry he was a wonderful person and a great family man He will be sorely missed Marge

Craig was our home teacher for about 7 years. He knew my children very well and was a great friend. He will be missed. Thank you for your service in our family.

The Shumway family has been a wonderful example of dedication to the gospel of Jesus Christ to our family for over 35 years. We extend our deepest sympathies at this difficult time and hope the comfort of our Savior’s love and peace will be with each of you as fond memories come to mind.

Many wonderful associations with Craig while he was head of security at the Mesa Temple. His father, Royd, was also my basketball coach for my 9th grade year.

When I returned from my mission in 2004 I was seeking to follow my mission presidents council to me, “Stand in holy places”. Craig Shumway gave me that opportunity. I interviewed with him and Craig hired me. I was the youngest security guard on his team and I felt privileged to be trained and mentored by Craig and members of the team. Craig always spoke of his family with tenderness and love. He shared with me his love of the temple and the Lord. The Lord has with him a good man that will serve with all his heart, might , mind and strength for time and all eternity. We will miss him but we will see him again. Edward Callirgos

I have so many wonderful memories working for Craig at the Mesa Temple. My life was already incredibly full when I was working at the temple–I was going to school part-time, working full-time for Motorola, and volunteering 20+ hours a week with the Tempe Police Department–but I loved the temple and I loved working for Craig. Our association continued when he started working security for Motorola. I was thrilled when I saw him sitting at the front desk, wearing his security uniform. It was a treat to continue our conversations in a different setting. Years later, when my parents were temple workers, he told my parents to tell me that he had said hello. He is a great man, with a good heart. I will miss my conversations with him. Rest In Peace, Craig! However Long However long since the porch sat bare Empty and silent without you there Calling to the wind goes the sailing leaf Crisp with the color of sadness and grief Flushed with mourning is autumn’s copper tint But oft a memory of you in sunset’s glint Shining and brilliant each page of your life A flowing pen wetted with tears and strife Alas the pen flows no more but is silent and still Sitting on the parchment, heedless of its will And now the porch sits empty and bare Ever so silent without you there Oh, ever in springtime with the flowing brook Illustrating the pages of a remarkable book Swept away in gaiety without a single care Oh, happy and free, when you were there A flood of memories so poignant remains That of distinction and honour proclaims Oh, one such as this shall in memory keep While in dour procession we freely weep Soon comes winter’s cold and bitter chill As autumn settles under the snow-covered hill And ever for spring, we longing forbear Staring at the porch, empty and bare However long the memories will remain Filled with the sunshine of springtime’s refrain Oh, when autumn’s leaves have fallen to the ground In springtime, they return and anew are found ©1999 Brian L. Duffin