One of my first memories of Norm was during our lunch break in 8th grade, at Arcade, and he was playing basketball with Kim Urrutia, and Kim kneed him in the groin. I remember thinking that this kid is a ladies man.
My next memory is Norm adopting a sheepish voice to tell me that my Led Zeppelin shirt was not accepted by school rules (which was true; no musical band shirts) and I was bothered.
In the next year, he and I formed a extraordinarily close bond that time hasn't dissolved...
Happy 30th brother, I love you man.
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