In this ride that we call life mine has been screwed up and bumpy.  Hi, My name is Chris Norvick,  this is a quick overview that is key to comprehending my insanity.
     I was born May 4, 1982 in New Britain, CT to Stanley E. Norvick, Jr. and Lori A. Herrmann.  I was born coincidentally 1 day prior to my father's birthday.  My father passed away on December 23, 1983 after a short seperation from my mother.  My mother continued on life the best she could giving me two half-sisters, Michelle and Alicia, and a half-brother, Nathan.  My mother couldn't quite handle all of us and gave us up for adoption at an early age, save for Nathan whom she was pregnant with at the time. 
     I was adopted by Jack and Cindy, my aunt and uncle through my dad's side who resided in Elysburg, PA.  I never quite fit into their house no matter how much pretend there was until my recent fall-out letter to them.  I won't go into that but that was 13 years of hell on it's own.
     When I was 18 I joined the United States Army and served three years as an infantryman (11B).  For those of you who believe that all infantryman are stupid, I scored a 127 on my ASVABs and chose infantry for a physical challenge.  I trained at Fort Benning, GA and my first unit assignment was to Baker Company, 1-506 in Camp Greaves, Korea.  I spent one year there and loved it.  The culture was unique, the family appreciation was so much more impressive then the US and the booze was great.  Save for the dog meat it was a great tour.  And no, I never slept with a drinkie girl.  ^^
     I returned from Korea and was married to a young woman named Tiffany Campbell of Mammoth, AZ.  I spent close to a month in complete bliss in her presence.
     Following that I was assigned to Alpha Company 1-87 in Fort Drum, New York.  Eventually I was taken from the line and placed in front of a computer to be the training room clerk.  Tiffany and I fell way from grace with each other and annulled our marriage.  I was selfish in my needs and she was the same.  Besides for that her mother was Satan incarnate.   While I was there I started resourcing things from the past and managed to track down my mother.  After 16 years I wanted to know the truth about my past. 
     I moved to Ava, MO when I left the Army.  I learned about my mom, more information then I was ever granted on my father, and I learned about my mother's new family.  After some time I moved back to North Country and am living in Canton, NY.
     Now I am currently in a struggle deciding what to major in in college to invest my G.I. Bill well, attend police training or fill out an application to try to train and join the FBI.
     I am into punk and rock music.  Sad to say but I prefer chick-flicks in comparison to action movies.  I rarely write now but I love to sketch.

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