This grainy picture of Dale was taken in the front yard of the beach cottage in 1982.
Dale Thomas Craig worked as Sheriff’s Staff, and he supported artists. He stuck by me when everyone else had given up. He saw something no one else did. With art supplies in hand, he bought my small output, he ordered art, he took me to openings. He fed me. Because of Dale, my world grew beyond drugs and alcohol. He died young with an AIDS related disease. I really miss him.