Norman Miller grew up in Alhambra, California in the 1940s, leading a band and working as a machinist. After advancing to tool and die work, marrying Peggy, serving three years in the U.S. Navy, he became twice a father. Having survived the destruction of his business by fire, he found himself in a comfortable home and in business again, still in California, until the winter of 1969 when a mudslide enveloping their home brought about a life-changing move.
Norman and his family decided to sell the business, retire, and resettle in Bend, Oregon, a beautiful place they'd found on vacation the year before. There, Norman attended Central Oregon Community College to study writing, art, and photography and found that they were passions of his.
In his time in Oregon, Norman wrote many non-fiction stories, painted many art pieces, took many photographs. On March 20, 2000, Grandpa Norm passed away, but left a legacy to inspire his children to create. Many stories, including the one you hold in your hand, were rejected by traditional publishers in the late 90's, but have since been revitalized and updated for your pleasure.
