Craig Alan Hood

Craig Alan Hood of Cheyenne passed away at home on August 29, 2025, in Cheyenne. He was born on January 15, 1948, in Denver Colorado. He was born, he lived, and he died. That’s how Craig would’ve written his obituary. No fluff, just the analytical facts. However, you should know about Craig, even if it is just a glimpse.

Craig was the only child of Charles and Gladys (Gamet) Hood. His father served in the Army and the Navy during World War II. Craig grew up in Westminster, Colorado and seemed to get into some trouble in his high school years when he TP’d the high school and inadvertently knocked out the power to a substantial portion of the neighborhood. After hiding in the bushes while the police searched the area, he returned home, with his parents none the wiser.

Craig's college career began at the Colorado School of Mines, which he attended for two years. Craig aspired to be a chemist, even though his father insisted that he pursue engineering. As he lived at home and commuted to college from Westminster, he had a car accident in which he was saved by a lone tree along the highway. The tree saved him from serious injury, prompting a reevaluation of his educational path and he “punted” on college.

Craig married Connie McCulley on October 31st, 1970. They had two children, Kirk and Kara, and would spend a portion of every summer travelling on interstates and back roads like Clark W. Griswold. On one particular family vacation, the song "Queen of Hearts" by Juice Newton came on and for some reason there was a stuffed green parrot in the car. This was most likely brought by Kara as she seemed to bring her entire toy collection on family vacations. Connie was driving at the time--most likely to make up time since Craig was a slower driver--and discovered the parrot sitting on the center console. He started making the parrot dance with a goofy back drag as if the parrot was doing the moonwalk. Everyone laughed until their stomachs hurt and then they laughed some more. Throughout the trip, the parrot had to dance whenever Juice Newton came on the radio. To this day, the song still reminds us of Dad and the dancing parrot.

Craig devoted more than 30 years of his life to Cheyenne Winnelson, where he served as president. Taking over an ailing company, he was instrumental in its transformation and growth. Under his leadership, with just three employees, including himself, he molded the branch into a thriving enterprise affectionately dubbed "three-guy supply." Known for his sharp business acumen, Craig meticulously managed quotes and profit margins, ensuring the company flourished during his tenure.

Craig was a science fiction enthusiast, particularly treasuring the original Star Trek series. His passion for the show even inspired him to name his son, Kirk. Kirk is glad that Alan was chosen as his middle name instead of Tiberius. Kara was saved from the humiliation of being called Uhura.

In both his personal and professional life, Craig was characterized by his analytical mind and dry sense of humor. Though introverted by nature, once friendships were forged, they became bonds that endured a lifetime. As you read this, know that you are the result of one of his bonds. He would never admit it, but he was so very thankful for those of you that were a part of his life.

Craig is survived by his wife Connie Hood of Cheyenne, son Kirk Hood and daughter-in-law Tanya Hood of Cheyenne; daughter Kara Fischer and son-in-law Jay Fischer of Stevens Point, Wisconsin; grandson Dylan Hood of Grand Island, Nebraska and granddaughter Hannah Hood of Brighton, Colorado.

A funeral service will be held on Tuesday, September 9th, 2025 at 10:30 am at Ascension Lutheran Church, 712 Storey Boulvard, Cheyenne WY 82009.

In lieu of flowers, please make a donation to the Cheyenne Animal Shelter, Davis Hospice Center, Cheyenne Regional Cancer Center or Ascension Lutheran Church in Craig’s name.