My first indications I was unwell began with a dream last August…
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I met Pat when our mutual friend Seemore Simmons brought her to the first Scott Morgan Design Scholarship event we held in High Point, NC. I hosted it at the home I shared with Scott and the event took place during furniture market week a mere one month after he succumbed to cancer in India […]
The last thing I expected to see when I opened the New Hampshire Union Leader at my mom’s house this morning was a full color 7″ x 7″ photo of Scott’s and my friend Michael Uvanni. The piece was excerpted from USA Today and is titled “Cancer Treatment Hype Gives False Hope”. The article in […]
Chemo 2 © scott morgan fine art 2009 When Scott had cancer the first time in 2009, it was Stage II and his decision was to undergo chemotherapy treatment. These digital photographic collages were created by Scott within the 9.5 months he endured the harsh chemo drug therapy. In Chemo 2, Scott’s self […]
…The lines were around the block 6 people deep at the ticket booth for Madison Square Garden. David Bowie’s Scary Monsters Tour July 1983…
The challenge was to remove myself from the shriner’s club. I knew it would bring up emotions. I figured it would have me jones-ing for …
Did you ever notice when you fall in love that your heart expands so much that there suddenly is room in it for everyone you ever loved, hey even everyone in the entire world including those that wronged you in some way? Some might believe that having one’s heart broken means love was wasted or […]
Three years ago tomorrow we got the bad news.
I share with you a brief excerpt from the prologue to the first draft of the book I am writing about the trip of a lifetime….
…My words surprised me because up until then I seemed always ready to wrap myself in my widowhood…
Meet Me At The Cat & Fiddle (c) Scott Morgan 2007-2013 Tomorrow Anna Allgeyer turns 92 years old. She is the mother of 5 children including me, the grandmother of 5, the great-grandmother of 9. Her short term memory and attention span are both disappearing now at a rate that is alarming to her (‘I […]
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