Monday, April 6, 2009
I was a good friend of Norven's (he even told me his nickname) as we shared an office at WRVO in Oswego. We lost touch when he moved away, but every year he called me up when his Orioles played my Yankees in baseball.
When his dad died, we spent many hours grieving together. He taught me about life. This helped me be strong when my dad died this year. I even spoke about it in a sermon at my church.
I had a vision of Norven today and decided to try to find him. When I did, I was in shock. I think God called to me to do this and send my condolences to his family and tell you that I am sorry for losing touch with my best friend, and even more sorry for your loss of such a kind, loving and wonderful man.
