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In Memorium


I have been humbled to have my name and memory honoured in a couple of unexpected ways this week. And these have made my living wake even more special.

The Board of Directors of IRSA (Immigrant & Refugee Services Association) PEI, formerly Newcomers, has decided to re-name the annual financial awards for students at Holland College and UPEI, the Craig Mackie Newcomer Scholarship. They have increased the annual amount from $500 to $1,000. These awards are granted to students who go above and beyond good academics and make meaningful contributions to the wider community through volunteering. Here is the announcement from Holland College: https://hollandcollege.academicworks.ca/donors/30

 

The members of my old curling team (and I do mean old ðŸ˜‰) will once again be representing Prince Edward Island at the Canadian National Masters Curling Championships in Winnipeg starting in mid-November. The team will be wearing a patch on their team jackets with my initials, CM, on it. I wish them well and know that every time one of them dumps an in-turn, they will say, Craig couldn’t have done that better ðŸ˜‚

 

Lastly, something I have wanted to do for awhile and am finally getting around to setting up is to establish a small scholarship for two Island junior curlers every year who help promote the positive aspects of the sport and who bring increased diversity to curling. I am getting the fund started with a donation of $1,000. I hope that there will be a way for others to add to this scholarship and receive a charitable tax receipt for their contribution. I’ll keep you posted and stay tuned for an announcement from the PEI Curling Association.

 

 

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