In memory of Norman. Flown west... (Norm)

@timwinters do you know of any funeral arrangements for norm or an obituary for where to send flowers/donations/etc.?
 
@timwinters do you know of any funeral arrangements for norm or an obituary for where to send flowers/donations/etc.?
No I do not. Honestly, since Norm didn't have any family (that I'm aware of, anyway), I doubt that there will much of a service, if any at all.

Flowers are a nice gesture to let one’s family know the deceased was loved/thought of highly. But, again, if there is no family then flowers are somewhat moot. I'm confident Norm is reading this and fully understands how we feel.

Maybe a donation to a charity that Norm supported. I'm not sure what that would be either though.
 
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No I do not. Honestly, since Norm didn't have any family (that I'm aware of, anyway), I doubt that there will much of a service, if any at all.

Flowers are a nice gesture to let one’s family know the deceased was loved/thought of highly. But, again, if there is no family then flowers are somewhat moot. I'm confident Norm is reading this and fully understands how we feel.

Maybe a donation go a charity that Norm supported. I'm not sure what that would be either though.

That was more or less what I'd figured, but thought you would know more about it since CPS seemed to be more connected.

I would imagine that any family would be distant and likely disconnected. His wife had died, no kids (at least I think not?). I certainly doubt if I'll still be in touch with my cousins when we all start dying off. They're all older than me so assuming we die of natural causes, they're more likely to die before me. But they won't have lived.
 
Who did he shake hands with, Chuck Norris?

Nah. Chuck would have heard it break, pulled on it and set it, and in one swift motion, splinted it with whatever nearby tree was handy that he would have broken a branch perfectly from with a roundhouse kick, and wrapped it with his shirt so he could show off his muscles at the ER. :)

I would imagine that any family would be distant and likely disconnected. His wife had died, no kids (at least I think not?). I certainly doubt if I'll still be in touch with my cousins when we all start dying off. They're all older than me so assuming we die of natural causes, they're more likely to die before me. But they won't have lived.

Sounds like we (meaning us, the other site, and wherever else he hung out)... were his family.

Sometimes you just never know you’re the only folks someone is talking to or interacting with regularly.

I’m glad Norm liked our particular take on the completely dysfunctional online family unit and chose to hang out with us. :)
 
Sounds like we (meaning us, the other site, and wherever else he hung out)... were his family.

Sometimes you just never know you’re the only folks someone is talking to or interacting with regularly.

I’m glad Norm liked our particular take on the completely dysfunctional online family unit and chose to hang out with us. :)

Ahh, y’alls know you’re my family. :)
 
It's sure no place for sick people!

I had a gal bladder attack several years ago that did a credible impression of a heart attack. I spent 5 days in the hospital while they sorted things out. I was exhausted. I sleep on my side. There was no way to do that with all the tubes and monitors attached. My back was killing me. And they came in every 2-4 hours (it got longer as the days went by) to do blood draws. All night.

The nurses were nice enough but it was unpleasant.

John
That just highlights the idiocy of the modern age. Hospitals used to be a place of rest and comfort was a priority. The body uses sleep and rest to heal itself, but modern medicine is so blindered that common sense and perspective have been all but removed from the hospital experience. During my last hospital stay a nurse came in at 1130pm, 30 minutes after I’d finally fallen asleep, and woke me up to do my breathing exercises. I was furious and let her know. I told her that if she wanted me to do it, she shouldn’t have scheduled it for after a reasonable bed time. Needless to say I was on her bad side for the rest of the night. They were back in a 230am as usual to draw labs. I don’t put up with them barging in at all hours, flipping on the light, and yelling “hello Mr. Cooter.” It doesn’t take much effort to show some courtesy and realize not everyone is on the midnight schedule, and that sleeping is actually a good thing. I realize that correcting their rudeness only makes my stay worse, but it’s just too much. They make it so miserable that no right thinking person would want to stay a minute longer than necessary, and all the unnecessary stress doesn’t help the healing process.
 
Yeah I guess. At first I was reluctant to join hiking groups around here since people seem to be in their 30s and 40s. But then I realized I have no problem keeping up. And these are people who elect to go hiking. I imagine inactive people wouldn't do very well. I kept up with those 30-something whippersnappers in Antarctica too, although I was shocked when someone guessed me to be 38. They must have been trying for the flattery angle. Uh, I could have a kid who is 38...

Our youngest will be 38 in June. I hear you.

We gave my parents a hard time when they hit 60. One got a t-shirt that said, "60 isn't old, if you're a tree!" My wife got that one back when she turned 60. And I'm a couple years older than she is. 60 isn't old, period!
 
And I probably oughta buy a 5 gallon bucket of Rotella myself. Time to change oil on the tractors...
 
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