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This Website is dedicated to the late Dr. Norman Buchanan. Kindly read and scroll to the end
for exciting information about this genius who died at a very early age.
The book, "QUEST FOR A DREAM - A Life Committed to Progress" by Joyce Buchanan was released on August 18, 2007. "Quest for
A Dream - A Life Committed to Progress" is the biography of the Late Dr. Norman Buchanan, one of Jamaica's greatest intellectuals
and lobbyists for the poor and underprivileged.
The book is authored by his mother, Educator, Social Worker, Poet and Entrepreneur, Joyce Buchanan.
Kindly get a copy of "Quest for a Dream - A Life Committed to Progress" by Joyce Buchanan. Arawak Publications ISBN: 9768189835
or 9789768189837 - This book in a word, EXCELLENT. The book is available at Amazon and numerous other bookstores locally and
worldwide.
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"Quest for a Dream - A Life Committed to Progress" is not merely uniquely structured in style, form and presentation but
provides information that is very relevant in terms of what our youth and individuals of humble origins can achieve in a short
stint of time, if one is focused and if one believes in a dream; believes in setting goals and working diligently and unrelentingly
to acquire these aspirations.
The book encompasses a number of tributes to Dr. Buchanan for his kind heartedness, his contributions in local communities,
his dedication to Jamaica's and the world's poorer classes and disadvantaged, his service and accomplishments in one of Jamaica's
major political parties, the PNP (People's National Party) where he was nominated and slated to acquire the position of candidate
and MP in waiting, after serving in the Party for close to three decades,(for the constituency of Eastern Westmoreland, Jamaica,
a constituency held for years by former Prime Minister of Jamaica, Hon. P. J. Patterson). He was to replace the then Prime
Minister immediately after the latter retired. Dr. Buchanan served the people of the constituency from his youthful days for
about three decades!
Shortly after Dr. Buchanan got the approval by the people of the Eastern Westmoreland Constituency, the then Prime Minister
of Jamaica, The Hon. P.J. Patterson and the People's National Party (PNP), he died suddenly from a respiratory complication
and a blood clot.
After reading excerpts of the eloquent speeches he made during his short life span, gleaning information of his scholarly
and academic prowess,the personal sacrifices he made of family and self in serving his local countryman and woman, his steadfastness
in serving and improving the lot of his countryman and woman and the less advantaged, the coming to grips of the reality of
death by his mother, Joyce Buchanan, his brothers, Milton and Luther Buchanan and sister, Andrea Buchanan, that this genius
has accomplished his dreams and has passed on the baton - all outlined in the book, one cannot but conclude that Jamaica,
and the world at large, have had a great loss in the passing of Dr. Norman Buchanan.
It is in reading "Quest for a Dream - A life Committed to Progress" that you will have a fuller sense of the accomplishments,
deeds and will of a young intellectual who has indeed, "gone too soon". Read the book, you will enjoy it. The book is simple
to read and would serve as a great Christmas and New Year's gift to family, friends and associates. Review by Dr. Cebert
McFarlane as can be gleaned at Amazon.com
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Dr. Norman Buchanan Died September 18, 2005
Two poems in tribute to the late Dr. Buchanan, a tribute to him by his brother, Mr. Milton Buchanan,
and fifteen (15) links that have information pertaining to him, directly or indirectly, as well as pictures, are
found on this page.
Norman's funeral took place on Saturday, October 1, 2005 at the Carmel Moravian Churh,
Lennox Bigwoods. His body was then laid to rest in the family plot at Lennox, Westmoreland, Jamaica. Dr. Buchanan
died Sunday, September 18, 2005 after a brief illness.
May his soul rest in peace.
| Dr. Norman Buchanan has died (Sept 18, 2005) |
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| Dr. Buchanan with sister, Andrea. |
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| Dr. Buchanan with family members. |
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| (Back) L-R Luther, Judith, Milton, Joyce(Norman's Mom), Norman. |
| Dr. Buchanan with family members. |
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| Dr. Buchanan with family members. |
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| Norman with wife, Judith. |
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| Dr. Norman Buchanan |
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| Always smiling, pleasantly. |
| Dr. Buchanan with his sons. |
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| Dr. Buchanan with his baby son. |
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| Dr. and Mrs. Norman Buchanan. |
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| Dr. Norman Buchanan (August 9, 2005). |
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| His inauguration as Care Taker, Eastern Westmoreland Constituency. |
I have just read in one of Jamaica's major newspapers (Sept 19, 2005 at 12:05 A.M.) that
Dr. Norman Buchanan, a good friend and comrade of mine ,died , Sunday September 18, 2005 at approximately 1 P.M. EST. I am
in great shock as I spoke with 'Bucky' just a few weeks ago and he was fine. I want to convey my deepest condolences
to his wife, Judith, and his three children, mother, Mrs. Buchanan, sister, Andrea, his brothers , Luther and Milton, uncles,
aunts and other relatives.
Dr. Buchanan has served his country well and has made sterling and significant contributions to Western
Jamaica and Eastern Westmoreland, in particular.
May his soul rest in peace.
Norman By Joshua Spencer
Norman, the Gibraltor
Norman, the innovator and leader
A people person and champion for the poor
But our Norman is now, no more.
Why should the good hearted
Be snatched away
Even before he gets a bay?
We'll never know
But Norman Buchanan will always be remembered, as our champion.
His captivating, smiling face lit up the darkest dungeon.
Inherently endowed with a steadfastness,uprightness and drive
To keep the disadvantaged and underprivileged alive
Ignited and energized, his sole motivation to survive
To succeed and nurture the feeblest and weakest of the human heart.
Oh Norman, we'll remember you always
The days you coached us, to be our best
And all the rest
With all the challenges and the tests.
The greatest hurt, we feel
Is how disappointed you must be
For not having the chance to let the poor and the weak, have their jubilee.
But who knows, Norman
The Beyond must have a plan
Probably had we the insight, we'd understand.
(Written by Joshua Spencer, Sept 19, 2005 in tribute to my friend and comrade, Norman Buchanan who
died on Sept 18, 2005).
Couldn't Have Been There
My friend died and at his funeral,
I couldn't have been.
Oh what a grief and burden I feel
Oh what pain I squeal
For to me, this is an aweful deal
My good friend died and I
Couldn't have been there
Oh Norman and relatives
I indulge your forgiveness
How could it have been
That at this your farewell
Your friend and comrade bestows his absence?
My good friend died and I
Couldn't have been there
Oh my good friend died and I
couldn't have been there
My pecuniary slides
Cause me, to this land, to be 'immobiled' and abide
Had me tied to Canada
I couldn't have been at your graveside
Oh, my good friend and comrade died and I
Couldn't have been there
Norman Buchanan and relatives,
Oh, I ask your understanding
Norman, you were a great individual,
I should have been strong
I should have stood up to the bangarang
Be in Jamaica
Be in Lennox,Bigwoods, Westmoreland.
Be at your graveside
Bearing your casket
Giving you my last respect
Oh, I'm sorry
There can be no excuses
Your friend and comrade
Joshua Spencer, should have been there.
My daughters told me
How much our acquaintances lament and comment
"Where is your dad?"
"Where is Norman's friend?"
"Is he sick or didn't he get the news?", they mused.
My good friend and comrade died
I was no where to be found
My good friend died and I
Couldn't have been there.
I just couldn't have responded to this tragic call
I cried, I bawl
When I read of his death
My daughters in Jamaica did not call me yet.
I said to myself, I must have been sleeping
Oh Beyond, I only hope I have been dreaming.
But the dawn of day, shoved my hope a bay.
My good friend, Norman has really passed away
I remembered at my wedding, in ninetytwo
My friend, Norman, now dead
Sent me a speech and said
I am abroad but my brother
I must come a yard
To Jamaica, to your wedding
To increase your your happiness, my presence I must bring
But my good friend died and I
Couldn't have been there
(Written by Joshua Spencer, Nov 18, 2005)
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| Mr. Luther Buchanan is the brother of the Late Dr. Norman Buchanan and MP of Eastern Westmoreland,Ja |
TRIBUTE TO MY LATE, GREAT BROTHER. By Mr. Milton Buchanan
OCTOBER 1, 2005
Norman Buck, my brother, my friend, my comrade this is a chapter in your life I never ever wanted to read. I remember you
telling me how proud you were when I led from the front when Luther had his near call. You said you would never be able to
deal with it. Now we are forced to be the dealing with your loss.
You often reminded me that when I was born how you touched me in my head only to be 'raxed up' by Daddy, "Bwoy Yu Gwine Kill
Me Boy?!". Since that first touch many things have happened. We have grown to be 'big' men, still very close and as the “Big
Man” in the Family, I give you credit for many things WE have done.
You have never said 'no'. You lead from the front whether it was for Mommy, Carol, Andrea, Luther or me.
We shared a lot of things. We both played cricket for our schools. We both played table tennis for our schools. The only thing
you never had the pleasure of doing is going to Cornwall College. (It’s a Munro Vs Cornwall thing). We Went out together,
we had fun. You left me stranded in Darliston, hungry because of politics. You left me to drive home Mommy's car when I could
barely do it because you had to go play cricket for Stone-edge and Cottage Cricket team. I waited for you, outside in the
car, when you went to deal with matters of a different kind. You told me I had failed my Common Entrance exams when I had
actually passed it. As a Teenager, you showed me the way around mommy’s curfew hours all in the spirit that we spent
a life time sharing.
It was from those early days that I became your little tail following you to the cricket matches, following you to the Political
meetings. When you were Chairman of the Westmoreland PNP YO and I was hiding away from school to be with you on weekends
while we walk the walk of being vanguard for socialism. You preached the ideology of scientific socialism. I listened and
was a convert. Lenin, Karl Marx, Stalin, Fidel Castro, Michael Manley, Hugh Buchanan, the revolutionary Che’ and many
more were the names and whose philosophy you often quoted. You spoke of being 1st in work, 1st in discipline, 1st in study.
I have had a few 1st in my life thanks to your inspiration. The roads were lonely, the nights were cold but out there we
were fighting the battle against imperialism and inequality, injustice and poverty.
You taught me commitment. That’s why I go wherever duty beckons without a murmur. I supported your mission. I know you
would give your best, that’s the only thing you gave. Politics was your first, second and third love because it meant
service to your people. The equipment at your practice was the best because only the best was good enough for you. You reasoned
out everything because you said you were the best. I will not challenge you. Because whether it was a game of Scrabble, Table
Tennis, or Draught or Chinese checkers you beat us (MOST OF THE TIME). I have a few up on you. But you would never stop at
being defeated. You believed that good conquered evil at all times. You love life and you never planned for death. I quote,
"Bulla, I man plan to live not to die" end of Quote.
Now I wish to God you had control over that because I would not be mourning now. Norman, you were a master strategist. You
never failed to impress. Always very impressive in your analysis, it being sports, politics or any matter of great concerns.
Bethel Town Parish council Elections you told me the victory margin you were dead on. You plan and ran Luther Buck's and
the Late Singer Brown's campaigns like clock work. You were just brilliant. You were a great driver, an excellent orator
even with your obvious lisp tongue. When I would turn to you and say to you”BUCKY yu good” You in your little
conceited style would say “its’ not by chance my little brother its’ not by chance”…..
You wanted to serve your people, your people wanted you to serve them. Norman, you are an icon. Your work was not in vain.
You loved your family, we loved you too. From that first touch in my head November 1st 1969 to that last hand shake on Saturday
the 10th September 2005. We shared many things. Some I’ll take to my grave also. Good laughs, big fuss, many favors,
deep secrets. I was prepared to share many more with you. Like Luther, I wanted just an extra mile just that extra mile
to walk with you again but IF IN GOD’S EYES you HAD COMPLETED THE ASSIGNMENTS HE GAVE TO you and he was ready to call
you home, I have no choice but to accept that you are smelling the roses of your toil.
I love you Norman Seymour Washington Buchanan. Rest in peace, my brother. At long last you are resting. Too soon I may
want to think, but like you would say "some things you cannot change!!”
BIG BUCK MAY YOUR SOUL REST IN PEACE AND LIGHT PERPETUALLY SHINE UPON YOU.
Mr. Milton Buchanan, brother of the late Dr. Norman Buchanan, in Tribute
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