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Our Classmate Norman Ritchie passed away on July 4, 2016 in Greely Colorado.
He was born on April 29, 1936 in Salt Lake City, Utah to Robert and Mary (Hodgkinson) Ritchie.
Norman married Dollie Remaley on March 2, 1966.
Norman served in the Air Force National Guard in Utah. He graduated from the University of Utah with a Bachelor's Degree. He worked as a Park Ranger, retiring in 1979. After his retirement, Norman and Dollie moved to Greeley.
Norman is survived by his daughter, Cynthia D. Ritchie; four sons, Richard Wayne Ritchie, Jeffrey Alan Ritchie, Jamie Lyle Ritchie and Michael Robert (Joyce) Ritchie; seven grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by parents and wife, Dollie.
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Gerard Linschoten
I was new to East High having come from Granite High in my Junior year and Norm was one that welcomed me aboard. Utah Science Fiction League and the rocket sociaty. Norm was always there for me. I have very fond memories of all of us hanging out with Bruce Phillips, Gary Slatter and Norris Perry.
Norm was a very good man and though we seldom communicated the warm memories I have of him and his parents will stay with me forever. Writing poetryy together in Yellowstone with a group of other Yellowstone summer help, riding in Norris's Allstate auto in the summer time.. Norm had a great collection, going back to the first, Payboy magizines.
Ah thoses were the days
Sleep well my friend, for we will all get there in time.
Best
Gerard
Jonathan Horne, M. D.
Sorry to hear of Norman's departure. We were both, along with my twin brother David, and Bill Tanner, Volunteers in the Utah Air National Guard. We spent time in Idaho Summer camps, and for some reason, that I can't undestand, our unit that was trained and well supplied with fighter jets and pilots, was not called up to the Korean War. Thank You Universe! That was a particularly freezing, gnarly, politically unproductive war. Thousands of US soldiers died, many simply froze to death! God Speed Norman, save us a good spot.
Who has, or where are his dangerous "Playboy" collections? We, I, should whisk them up, and (?) them, before they fall into young, unscruplous, or tender hands. We may need them for my anatomy scupture class.
Jonathan Horne