Farewell Good Friend

Last Monday, January 13th, we lost a good friend, Chip Norton. I rowed with Chip for 3 or 4 years, and he was a good friend of the gallery, as well as Good Morning Gloucester. My heart goes out to his family. Services are to be held on Monday, January 20, at the First Congregational Church of Rockport at 11 a.m. with a reception to follow. Flowers may be sent to the church prior to the service. The photo is of Chip at one of the last July 4th Lanesville Parades. He was a great guy.

Last Monday, January 13th, we lost a good friend, Chip Norton. I rowed with Chip for 3 or 4 years, and he was a good friend of the gallery, as well as Good Morning Gloucester. My heart goes out to his family. Services are to be held on Monday, January 20, at the First Congregational Church of Rockport at 11 a.m. with a reception to follow. Flowers may be sent to the church prior to the service. The photo is of Chip at one of the last July 4th Lanesville Parades. He was a great guy.

Here’s Chip back in 2009 in the oar shed at Maritime Gloucester-

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About Fredrik Bodin

Fred Bodin is a photographer who owns a gallery on Main Street in downtown Gloucester, MA. The gallery features Fred's land and seascapes, as well as historic images printed from the old negatives.
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6 Responses to Farewell Good Friend

  1. Stephen Sacca says:

    Fred, thanks for this tribute to Chip. He and I, along with Ellen and Laurie, were inaugural members of the Gloucester Gig Rowers steering committee back in 2009 and those were great years – mostly because he made them that way. His leadership, sense of humor, and humility taught us all so much and truly “steered” the reformation of the gig rowers group to the vibrant organization that it is today. I am in Dubai now and regret I will not be in Rockport tomorrow in person to pay tribute to this great guy. Stephen Sacca

  2. Fred, I’m sorry for your loss an the loss to GMG. Looks like Chip has a grand Gloucester smile.

  3. This is such sad sad news. It was wonderful to see Chip at the Christmas party but sad now to think that was the last time. My oldest daughter was good friends with Chip’s youngest daughter and my daughter spent a lot of time at the Norton’s and Chip was always so wonderful and patient and kind to the kids. My deepest condolences to his family.

  4. Kate D says:

    You have great photos and memories of him.

  5. Dave Moore says:

    Fred – mere words are hard to come by when you lose a dear friend. Only his physical form has move on he is with you each day and spirit and that can never be taken. To the family and friends sorry for your loss of this great man. In his memory:

    You have noticed that everything an Indian does in a circle,
    and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles,
    and everything and everything tries to be round.

    In the old days all our power came to us from the sacred hoop
    of the nation and so long as the hoop was unbroken the people
    flourished. The flowering tree was the living center of the hoop,
    and the circle of the four quarters nourished it. “The east gave peace
    and light”, the south gave warmth, the west gave rain and the north
    with its cold and mighty wind gave strength and endurance. This
    knowledge came to us from the outer world with our religion.

    Everything the power of the world does is done in a circle.
    The sky is round and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball
    and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls.
    Birds make their nests in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours.
    The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon
    does the same and both are round. Even the seasons form a great
    circle in their changing and always come back again to where they were.

    The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is
    in everything where power moves. Our teepees were round like the
    nests of birds, and these were always set in a circle, the nation’s hoop,
    a nest of many nests, where the Great Spirit meant for us to hatch our children.

    Black Elk, Holy Man of the Oglala Sioux 1863-1950
    God bless Dave & Kim :-( :-(

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