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Jennifer Wickson
Craig's Sibling
Craig Wickson
October 19th, 1981 - January 1st, 2026
October 19th, 1981 - January 1st, 2026
"Drive fast, take chances" ~Craig's favourite farewell
Craig David Wickson died suddenly and unexpectedly at his residence in Nanaimo, BC, in the early hours of January 1st, 2026; his death was deemed alcohol and drug related. Craig was born in Rosetown, SK, on October 19, 1981, to the delight of his mother, Patricia, and father, Mark. He leaves behind a younger sister, Jennifer, maternal grandmother, aunts, uncles, cousins, his best friend of 20+ years, Sean, and his “future wife”, Katie.
Craig lived with his family in many different places in Canada throughout his life including Pine Point, Baker Lake, Inuvik, Gibsons, Port Moody, Pitt Meadows, Victoria, Vancouver, and Courtenay. On his own he lived in many more and only he could accurately recall the order and timeline of those.
Craig worked seemingly countless jobs – he actually kept a list and it numbered above 60 – and was proud of his ability to get hired, even if his lifestyle, luck, or personality forced him to move on quickly sometimes. He even trained and became part of the Canadian Army for awhile, driving and working in Coyotes.
From a young age, Craig loved cars and trucks. After the military, and various jobs that followed it, he got his Class 1 License and worked in BC and AB for many years in many fields, including operating ‘vac trucks’, and driving on the ice roads up north. Near the time of the pandemic, he bought his own second hand truck which he and Sean drove up and down the island close to Nanaimo where they lived together. He later sold the second-hand truck for a down-payment on a new sleeper equipped truck, Freightliner Cascadia, which he then ran solo. In the new truck, as an owner-operator of Master Yeti Logistics Inc., he half-fulfilled his dream of working in the US through Q-Line Trucking, a specialized transportation company based in Saskatoon, and travelling as far as the Mexican border and the Atlantic seaboard.
Craig’s company might not have paid the bills, but it was his pride and joy – second only to his beard. In addition to being proud of his long, red beard, and his ability to quote shows and movies endlessly, he was especially proud of his ‘nephews’, Caden and Michael. For most of his life he expressed the wish of being a father.
Craig loved being the center of attention and derived joy from being able to draw people out through humour. He was generous to a fault with strangers and friends. Being lucky enough to do a fair amount of travelling – cruising in particular – he made friends across the globe. He aspired to be a famous writer and have his books made into movies. His first novel, written over many years, which he considered to be in the final editing stages, had been destined for self-publishing.
Craig preferred movies and TV to sports in general, but he grew up watching hockey and his favourite team was the Capitals. He might have denied the label Trekkie, but he watched all the Star Trek series repeatedly. He enjoyed playing video games and board games and card games; he considered himself skilled at poker. In recent years, he had developed a love of all things USA, including their politics, and he wished to live and work there permanently.
We love and miss him. We hope that now he’s travelling on a peaceful journey after his “drive fast, take chances” motto ended his life much too soon.
Craig’s remains have been cremated, and there was no funeral or burial. The family is planning a Celebration of Life in late June (tentatively June 27th) to be held in Courtenay, BC – please reach out if you wish to attend.
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Frank Frost


I lost a dear friend this year, and I've been struggling to find words big enough for him. Craig was a free spirit in the truest sense. He'd call me up on his long hauls, chatting away while he drove north on the ice roads — that was just who he was, someone who stayed connected, who reached out. Even after I moved away, he never let the distance end the friendship. Anytime his route brought him through, he'd stop by, and we'd head out to dinner and pick up right where we left off. He had a gift for pulling me out of the everyday monotony. He'd challenge the way I saw things, shake up the routine, and remind me there was a bigger, more interesting world out there. He was an artist too — he shared the novel he was writing with me, and I felt lucky he trusted me with it. And the man could cook. Every visit with him and Sean meant the most delicious food, made with the kind of care that told you exactly how he felt about the people at his table. One memory I'll always hold close is our camping trip to Tofino. Craig showed up with the biggest tent and all the best gear, because of course he did. We hit the beach and he spent the day snapping photos of me and my lady — generous with his time, his eye, his whole heart, like always. That was Craig. Kind, generous, endlessly free-spirited, with that killer red beard he treated with the same care he showed his friends. The picture I'm sharing says it all — behind the wheel, shades on, throwing up the 🤘. Cool, calm, exactly where he belonged. He was in it for the long haul — in every way that mattered. I miss you, my friend. Thank you for everything.
Uncle Mike & Brenda

The truck he so loved to drive all over North America. We'll miss hearing his honks going down the highway behind our house. Love & Hugs, We'll Miss You
Jennifer Wickson

Before the magnificent beard, back in 2019.
Jodi Peterson
Board games were an interest that I shared with Craig, although I didn't have nearly the same ability to strategize and optimize my turns as he did! One of our favourite games as kids was Clue: the Museum Caper, and a few years ago when we were all together, he pulled out a copy and insisted we play - not that anyone put up a fight. So much nostalgia and laughter! That evening is one of my favourite memories of Craig, and I'll particularly miss playing games together, and his ability to make people laugh.
Danielle DiAmore Peterson




If you knew Craig, you knew there was truly no one else quite like him. He carried this kind of confidence that always stood out, completely unapologetically himself, never seeming to hesitate to just be exactly who he was. That’s something I always genuinely admired about him. I’ll never forget our wedding, where Craig somehow managed to make his way into what felt like every dance floor photo we have, classic Craig. Always a goofball, always bringing the laughs, always making sure there was a smile somewhere nearby. He had such a playful spirit and was always quick with a joke, a silly comment, or some kind of mischievous energy that made family gatherings more memorable. Caden and Michael absolutely loved when Uncle Craig came to visit, not only because he always showed up with the coolest gifts (a classic uncle talent), but because he was genuinely loving and fun with them. Those are such special memories we’ll hold onto. I’ll really miss the conversations, the laughter, and the unmistakable energy he brought into a room. Craig was one of a kind, and he will be deeply missed.
Torrey Peterson

I wanted to share this picture from a Canucks game we went to years ago. We had such a good time that night, and were surprised to see the team's GM Brian Burke join us just across the aisle. Being only two months apart in age, we spent a lot of our lives growing up together. I'll always remember the good times, the periods of uncontrollable laughter, the inside jokes, and the memories like this one. Miss you, cuz.
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