Dennis B. Morgan

Dennis Morgan was 22 when he was killed, April 17th 2004. He had lived in Valentine, Nebraska but was a member of the South Dakota National Guard. He was recently married and planning to attend mechanics school, a reflection of his love of cars and motorcycles.

 Nancy wrote his name weeks ago on NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. While all the other names on that stretch of MLK have long been washed away by the weather, Morgan has remained for weeks.  Morgan remains protected by the awning in front of the closed American State Bank.

American State Bank was the oldest African American owned bank in the state of Oregon.

Next to the bank is the Gladys Sims McCoy Memorial Park.  Gladys McCoy (1928-1993) is remembered fondly by Oregonians who remember her many years of service. She joined the Portland Public School Board member in 1966 (or 1970 depending on the source) and was instrumental in desegregating Portland’s schools. She was County Commissioner from 1979, and County Chair from 1986. She served on many boards and commissions. and worked hard for Head Start, schools and the community.

2 Responses to “Dennis B. Morgan”

  1. stedman Says:

    Nancy,

    I am so moved by your commitment to honor the lives of these men and women. They sign up to protect and serve and they do not get to choose their wars. I have so much respect for the courage that these soldiers have when they enlist and I am anguished at the task our country chose to put before them.

    I hope your project continues. I am proud to have those names wind through my neighborhood. If you ever show up in front of my house, feel free to use paint. I hope we never ever take for granted the lives we commit to loose when we start a war. I hope those men and women are always remembered.

    Thank you so much for keeping these men and women and their families in our conscience and in our hearts. Please let me know how I can help.

    Stedman Burroughs

  2. Amy Says:

    This young man was a member of my small community where friends are family and usually somehow related, a boy that I watched grow into a courageous man that had so much life before him… We welcomed him home – just not the way we would have wanted but rather as a hero. We love and miss you Dennis and will always remember you and your courage. Thank you for posting this and for honoring the memory of Dennis, the little sandhills town he was a member of appreciates him being remebered by so many.

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