Tag Archives: Norman Bridwell

Norman: The man with the big, red imagination

Posted on December 18, 2014 by Julie Stroebel Barichello

I said farewell to a friend this week. I call him “friend” even though I never met him. (To be honest, I didn’t know what he looked like before yesterday. I had never bothered to search Google for his face.) … Continue reading →

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