Norman (Chat) K. North

It is with extremely heavy hearts that we announce the very sudden passing of our father in a tragic motorcycle accident on Easter Sunday April 20,2025. Norman (Chat) K. North was born in Atlanta, Georgia on July 2, 1956. As a kid, he enjoyed riding his horse, going fishing, & camping with friends & family at Lake Allatoona. He had a close bond with all of his brothers, tagging along with the older two whenever he could but also never missing an opportunity to pester his little brother. He had an affinity for talking, earning himself the nickname “Chatterbox” aka Chat. This personality trait has been lovingly passed down through the generations making conversations between family never short & always entertaining.

Chat was a very hardworking man never hesitating to work multiple jobs to support his family. He made his career as a skillful welder starting at Atlantic Steel. His welding skills were top notch & he was sought after for some of the toughest jobs. He not only worked commercially & industrially, but sometimes artistically as well. He was smart, creative & talented in many areas. He could build anything you could dream of & fix just about anything you put in front of him. When he was younger, he also taught himself to play the guitar. He had a beautiful singing voice, though he was so humble he wouldn’t admit to it.

As a father, he taught his kids strength, resilience & respect. He also taught us how to be honest, hardworking & silly, too. He always made time to play catch with us, take us to ride our bikes, or go camping at Wildcat Creek or Sweetwater Campground. He had to work the late shift a lot, but he always made sure to come in to check on us & with a kiss on the forehead he’d quietly say, “good night, Daddy loves you” before he’d go to bed himself.

As a grandfather & great-grandfather, he has been the best ever. If there was a birthday party, holiday or get together of any kind, he was going to be there. He was at every baseball or basketball game that he could be at. He went to festivals, on field trips & he never missed a Grandparent’s Day celebration. He loved going to any of the events for the grands & generally spending any time with them at all, even if it was just an impromptu meet up at the Waffle House. His face would light up just watching them interact & he was always saying how proud of each one of them he was. He was especially proud of how good they all are to each other. That meant a lot to him.

He was no stranger to tragedy or struggle; he had definitely seen & walked through more than his fair share. Having triumphed over adversities of many kinds, had prepared him to be the kindest & most generous man to those in need, & to anyone facing adversity themselves. He was willing to give his time, effort & energy to anyone who needed and would accept it. Yes, he would even give the soft, plaid shirt off his back or the last dollar in his wallet. He also donated to several charities over the years including St. Jude’s Children’s Research and Wreaths Across America through the Liberty Hill Chapter of Daughters of the American Revolution, which was a cause that was near & dear to his heart.

He was very proficient with a compound bow, pistols & long rifles as well. He took the time to shared those skills with his children, too. Throughout his life he enjoyed hunting & tried to find time to go whenever he could. He loved to spend the time in the woods and to help provide food for his family. Though he didn’t get to fish quite as often as he might have liked, he enjoyed spending time with his grands by the pond at his daughter’s house. He also had plans to retire to the mountains one day so that he could feel like he was on an everlasting camping trip and have easy access to all the best trout streams.

When he looked out across the world from the mountaintops, all he saw was beauty. It is something that he was always in awe of & would always say that he could stare at forever. For him the sight of the eagles soaring, the sun shining on the lake & the sound of the flag on the pole just feet away evoked a feeling of peace & pride that was palpable. It made him stand a little taller & breathe the air in a little deeper. He had hopes & dreams for his grandchildren, great-grandchildren & those still to come to be able to experience seeing that same beauty and for the longevity of safety & serenity here in this beautiful country that he loved so much. He now soars with the eagles, with a breathtaking view we can only imagine, keeping watch over & protecting all of us from above just as he did in life.

His love for our country was only surpassed by that for his family & many dear friends that he has held so close through the years. All who will miss him terribly & forever. Our love for our friend, brother, uncle, Dad, Daddy, Pops & Papa will never fade.

Chat was preceded in death by his father Gentry Stanton North Jr., his mother Jerry L North, his step-mother Polly, his brother Gentry Stanton North III, his nephew Clay Stanton North & the mother of his 3 children.

He is survived by and his legacy continues on through his brothers Chris North (Anita) & Brett North (Ann), his children, grandsons, & great- granddaughters: Amie Endicott-King (Mike)- Saylor & CJ(Teri)-Sky & Summer; Matt North- Oliver; Angie Garmany (Ivory)- Clay.

While Chat was not a veteran, all that knew him would agree that he was a patriot indeed. In this spirit the family is requesting that those attending his Memorial Service wear something in the “red - white - blue” family.

In lieu of flowers the family requests you consider making a modest donation to the Daughters of the American Revolution, Liberty Hill Chapter; for their annual Wreath Laying project. The annual wreath laying project was a cause near and dear to Chat’s heart.

Arrangements entrusted by Georgia Funeral Care, 4671 S. Main Street, Acworth, GA 30101