I believe my Dad, Norman Brown, was one of the wisest men I have ever known. His formal education was limited, attending only to the eighth grade, but the education of life itself made him a wealth of knowledge. His impeccable, picturesque memory allowed him to be a remarkable source of history for anyone taking the time to listen. He dearly loved his family, even though we seldom heard the words “I love you” coming from his lips. His actions and his beautiful blue eyes told me he loved me with all his heart. He was and always will be the most magnificent man I have ever known. I feel privileged to have heard the following stories from his past...and I will love him always.
Growing up in the Brown family has been an extreme privilege. My Dad was, by far, the Patriarch of our family, and I pray a fraction of his wisdom has carried down to me. Born in Elyria, Ohio July 28, 1956, I spent the first 8 years of my life as an Ohio Buckeye. I then celebrated my 9th birthday in Tennessee, where I have remained. Here I met a wonderful southern gentleman, Charles Alfred Young, where we have reared 3 children, and now are blessed with 9 precious grandchildren. God has been good to us and we are forever grateful for all His blessings on us.