I Used to Dream...About Who I Would BecomeWhen I was younger, I used to dream about what my life would be like someday.Someday. When I grew up and married, and had a family. When I lived in a big house in the suburbs. My lovely wife would be busy in another room, cooking perhaps, while … Continue reading Too Long In The Country Club

'Ring Out, Wild Bells' By Alfred Tennyson - circa 1850 Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light:The year is dying in the night;Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new,Ring, happy bells, across the snow:The year is going, let him go;Ring … Continue reading

When I was a boy, my parents had a record album of a Christmas concert / dinner party that they played every year. The original event was some sort of Christmas charity event in Beverly Hills, recorded during the late 1940s or 1950s. There was some sort of relationship with this event to my extended … Continue reading One Solitary Life

Christmas is in just four short days. What happened to the time?! Today, for the first time, I heard this Christmas Carol. Its perfect for the need in our troubled world. All is well all is well Angels and men rejoice For tonight darkness fell Into the dawn of love's light Sing A-le Sing Alleluia … Continue reading All is Well

This one will be a bit long, so be patient with me.The Lag in WritingI have not been writing here for over a month. I am not really sure why, but now, between Thanksgiving and Christmas, in the midst of Advent, I have a reason to write, and perhaps the muse to share things here … Continue reading Goodbye to Cindy

For more years than I can count, Nancy always asks me to write the family Christmas Letter. And every year comes the same feeling; how can I say it in just a page? Where are just the right words to express the journey of our family over the past year? Perhaps to start with the … Continue reading Norris Family Christmas Letter 2009

Do you ever wonder why you were put on this earth?Do you ever find yourself pondering deeply profound questions of life while driving in the car to someplace mundane; and then mentally drop the subject, because you have to get to the meeting, or grocery store, or whatever by six, and you don't have time … Continue reading Just Another Rainstorm?

This is my Dad, circa 1942.This is his grand daughter, circa Halloween 2009. She is wearing his flight suit in which he piloted B-17s in World War II. Really.