Gary Morris was my teacher back in the 1980’s. I was his helper. My job was to anticipate what he’d require next to get the job done. Gary’s work was careful, strong and excellent.
At dawn (but no sunrise, overcast) walked across the Beaufort Bridge, ran into the bridgekeeper. He says he grew up where waterfront park is located, always wanted to operate the bridge. The man got his wish. February 2004 I visited Megan, Percy, Fredericka, Bella and Kathy Ravenel. We went to a nursery on Edisto. I bought a quercus virginiana. I planted the live oak at Slabtown. This fall, nineteen years later, it made acorns. Kathy Ravenel, Fred Alexander
