Norman Lowry

Norm Lowry, age 81, of Buford, GA passed away Saturday, November 7, 2015. He is survived by his wife of fifty-one years, Linda R. Lowry, Buford, GA. Sons, George and Tracey Lowry, Kennesaw, GA, David Lowry and Tanya Troyer, Duluth, GA; grandchildren, Ashlyn, Katlyn and Jordan. Mr. Lowry was born July 1, 1934 in New Castle, PA. Lawrence County. He was a graduate of Grove City College where he received his Bachelors Science Degree. He was a veteran of the U.S. Army stationed in Verona, Italy and enjoyed his tour there serving as a trombone player in the U.S. Army Band, playing in concerts thru out Italy. He enjoyed his career in sales in the office equipment furniture industry. He received training from General Fireproofing Company in Youngstown, Ohio. He transferred to Chicago where he lived for a number of years before going to Minneapolis as a district manager. He accepted a position with Magnuson Group in Elmhurst Illinois. A later opportunity had Norm in Buffalo, NY where he was vice-president of sales and marketing with McDonald Products Corporation. Before his retirement eight years ago Norm had served as a manufacturing representative. Norm will be remembered for his sharp wit and abundant sense of humor. He was dearly loved and will be missed. He treasured his time at home in the sun, and at the pool. His smile, sense of humor and strong personality will be missed, but live in our hearts forever. A private celebration of life will be held at a later date.Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so finely together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in a way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, and pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should it be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.