While finishing college I worked for a stonemason in my hometown of Boothbay, Maine. The tactile nature of touching, lifting and fitting stones together was a welcomed contrast to the more theoretical experience of a liberal arts education.

After school I took a job with the National Park Service complete with brown polyester pants, green shirt and a funny hat. Walking the hills of the Marin Headlands, just across the Golden Gate Bridge from San Francisco, I often found myself daydreaming about things I wanted to build with stone.

I moved to Maui. Floating in the Pacific one sunny Sunday morning near Lahaina, staring up at that paradise-blue sky, I again found myself placing stones together in my mind.

One day I listened to that voice. I moved back to Maine and started working with stone full time. First as Norton Stone and Tile (you may still find references to our tile history on the web) and finally as Norton Stoneworks. In the nearly twenty years since my life has been completely taken over by stone.