I hadn’t seen Morgan in ten years…since the summer of ’99 in Seattle. Such a wonderful guy, so easy to talk to, and to laugh with. I’ve always been sorry I didn’t keep in closer contact with him after college, now of course even more so. Someone already mentioned that he had a great laugh. I think of him as having both a keen eye for, and a forgiving, affectionate attitude towards what was absurd in himself and others. His laugh was never mean-spirited, and as likely to be directed at himself as anyone else.
I had a fond memory; I hope it’s not inappropriate. On the night before we graduated from college, we had been at a party in the Stadium dorm. On our way out, we engaged in what can fairly be described as a harmless (or, in any case, victimless) prank (it involved a washing machine). Afterwards, when we were leaving the building, we saw a police car racing into the parking lot towards our exit, and so we turned around and ran back into the building, through the length of it, then out the other side. Another police car was just pulling up to that side of the building, and we were starting to panic. Morgan suggested we just turn around and walk calmly back inside. We did, and an officer ran towards us shouting ‘did you see two guys running through here?’. Morgan said, ‘Uh, yeah they ran THAT way’ pointing toward the exit we just walked through. Off the poor cop ran…
I was so sad to hear this news.
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