As a cadet at VMI, fall made me anxious. While others were tidying up the frat house or skipping that first-period seminar, I was sprinting back to barracks and diving…
Author: John Morgan
John Morgan
John Morgan is a writer, teacher, and father of two teenage boys. Married for 22 years, he spends his free time dove hunting, tinkering with his 1969 Jeep, and listening to Bakersfield country music.
When I was seven, a wizard came to our house after school one Wednesday. He messed with a few wires, and then handed me a remote control the size of…
A couple of years ago, my wife Dawn spied a stainless steel pail on Pinterest. Next thing I knew, it was living by our kitchen sink, holding eggshell shrapnel and…
Who wants Shake ‘n Bake?” The breadcrumb coating was an excuse to eat poultry, so Mom served it up on Grandma’s Willow china once a week. We never had pork…
Christmas was different in San Francisco. Pre-kids, we spent our free time gliding through Chinatown, holding hands, searching for the best dim sum. And though we bought a pink, plastic…