Lots of fun to read these stories and reminiscences. Norm and I were roommates our freshman year at Stanford (1963!) We would have long philosophical conversations at night, lying in our bunks. What always struck me about Norm was his gentleness, which went hand in hand with his kindness. He was a good human being. I knew vaguely that he was involved early on with the Trungpa organizations; as it happens, I have been a full-time student of Tarthang Tulku since 1980. So there was some kind of shared karma there.