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Norma M. Brockmiller

Norma M. Brockmiller Norma M. Brockmiller


Life was good for me and my husband, Vic. We experienced as most couples do, ups and downs in our 71 years together. But the years moved along so quickly we used to look at each other and ask “How did we get to be so old?” Two children were born to us – Thom (wife Robin) of Nashville, Tennessee, and Gay (husband Rob) of Plymouth, Minnesota. We had three wonderful grandsons, Tom (wife Teaba), Adam, and Peter, who we loved very much. They were especially fond of my home-made banana bread and fudge and always asked their Grandma for more, no matter how old they grew.

A big part of our lives was our dogs. We raised many puppies. When one crossed over the “Rainbow Bridge” we opened our hearts to another and another. We always thought that a house without a dog was not a home. The saddest times were when we had to part. The “Rainbow Bridge” poem below states that we will be reunited with our pets, never to be apart again. Could that really be true? How wonderful that would be! May the souls of all our dogs rest in peace.

I wish I could have raised more puppies, but old age prevented us from giving a loving home to more dogs. “Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.’ (Anatole France).

In addition to my love of animals, I was also an avid Cubs fan for over 70 years. Yaaaay!

To My Husband, Vic – “May the Bluebird of Happiness Build its Little Nest Close to You.”

To My Children – “You Were Always in My Heart.”

Peace and love to everyone……… Norma Mae Brockmiller, formerly of Mayville, passed away on September 22, 2021, just three days after her 91st birthday. Her remains were cremated and returned to her family. As she requested, there will be no public funeral or memorial service.

Memorials may be made to: Dane County Humane Society or Best Friends, a “no kill” sanctuary located in Kanab, Utah.

Rainbow Bridge

There is a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

It is called the “Rainbow Bridge” because of its many splendid colors.

Just this side of Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys with lush green fields.

When beloved pets die, they go to this place.

There is always food and water and warm spring weather.

The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other.

There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth. So each day they run and play.

Until the day comes when one of them suddenly stops playing and looks up! The nose twitches. The ears are up! The eyes are staring.

And this one suddenly runs from the group. You have been seen!

And when you and your special friend meet, you take him in your arms and embrace.

Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together……… never again to be separated.