Craig Borgus

Craig Borgus was unwilling or unable to assist with the assembly of his Bio. Therefore, we have undertaken to create one for him to let the public know a little about him.

To those that know him, he is usually referred to as 'that surly old coot' or "the belligerent old codger". He is, reportedly, the kind of person whose children and grandchildren run screaming from him whenever he enters the room.
Because of some strange twist of fate, he has been writing drills for color guards, high school bands and Drum Corps off and on for many years. Just how long, no one knows.

No one has the least idea why…

From our research, we could find no marching organizations to which he has ever been associated. (Or, will admit to said association) When we attempted to ask Mr. Borgus himself for his experiences with marching groups, we were forced to provide a description of the activity, as he did not seem to grasp the essence of the conversation. When we were done, his only response was "What? Bugle Bands?" (It is important to note, at this point, that he is more than a little deaf….) He then started a rambling dissertation on "Riley's Raiders", "Jolly Jesters", "Scout House" and something called "The Rancheros" most of which was unintelligible.

Conversations with family indicate that Mr. Borgus suffers from visual and auditory hallucinations (medication has not been effective) which he dutifully describes on pieces of scrap paper in crayon, mud and anything else available. (Family members try to keep him in crayons….)

Family members then promptly discard these bits of paper so as not lose living space.
Strangers have been noticed, upon occasion, rifling through the trash for these pieces of scrap but family members have been reluctant to notify the authorities as "Grandpa" likes to hide behind the bushes and pelt them with stones.
One family member remarked: "It gives him something to look forward to….".