Here's my Norm story. I am working in the shop one day and my buddy FlatTop Bob calls and ask if I would help Norm out. "Sure, anything for Norm". Bob says he is broke down about 10 miles from me and needs some help. I show up with tools in hand to find an old flat black Grumman bread van looking deal on the side of I-40. He tells me what the problem was, I troubleshoot it and we head out to get parts. I run by the house to grab a few things and he comes in the house. The wife makes us lunch and Norm is in rare form. He's hitting on the wife, with his normal Norm attitude. Cracking jokes, flirting and just having himself a great time. I finally ask what he was doing when he broke down and he says, "Oh nothing just hauling that old junk car to CA." I asked "What car? " "Oh, the Kookie II. It's in the back of the bread truck." What? We left it on the side of the road? You gotta be kidding!!!!!!......"It's just a car", he says. I about panicked. I got him back on the road and he was gracious and thankful. He drove the old bread van the rest of the way with no problems. He would always say hello to myself and the wife when he was making public appearances if we stopped by. He was a great guy. I wished I would have gotten to know him better before he passed.