# How a jazz legend’s resting place was lost and found, 50 years after his tragic death: Photos, Video

- Link: https://jazzblues.eu/2022/02/25/how-a-jazz-legends-resting-place-was-lost-and-found-50-years-after-his-tragic-death-photos-video/
- Published: 2022-02-25T00:20:41+01:00
- Author: https://JazzBlues.EU

**Lee Morgan’s final resting place is a hillside plot in a modest cemetery in Bucks
County, brushing up against the Pennsylvania Turnpike. On a recent afternoon, the
winter sun cast stark shadows across his grave marker, which has a trumpet engraved
beneath his name, EDW. LEE MORGAN, and the years 1938 to 1972 — the measure of a
life cut tragically short.**

Morgan was a hard-bop trumpeter of spectacular prowess and undeniable charisma, 
with a discography that spans some of the most iconic Blue Note albums of the 1960s.
He’s also one of jazz’s most infamous casualties, due to the circumstances of his
death almost exactly 50 years ago, on Feb. 19, 1972. Morgan was playing a gig at
the East Village club Slugs’ Saloon. Between sets early Saturday morning, he had
an altercation with his common-law wife, Helen, who shot him. A snowstorm delayed
the arrival of medical help, and Morgan bled to death from his injury.

This story received a powerful and sensitive treatment in the 2016 documentary _I
Called Him Morgan, _by Swedish filmmaker Kasper Collin. Now streaming on Netflix,
it’s [an empathetic portrait](https://www.npr.org/2017/03/23/521267119/i-called-him-morgan-is-a-tale-of-marriage-murder-and-jazz-told-from-two-sides)
of both Lee and Helen Morgan, and a clear-eyed view on their relationship, which
helped pull him back from the depths of a serious heroin addiction. Rather than 
a conventional documentary arc, it conjures an aura of reminiscence and conjecture;
among its subtexts is a wistful notion of what the world lost with Morgan’s shocking
departure.

Last year, haunted in part by that feeling, a jazz fan named Tommy Maguire went 
out in search of Morgan’s grave, which he had learned was a short drive from his
house in the Philadelphia suburbs. Maguire had gathered some information about the
precise location of the plot, but as he walked around the White Chapel Memorial 
Park Cemetery, he couldn’t find it. He made a couple of repeat visits, still to 
no avail. Then, just after Christmas, he returned and managed to enlist the help
of a groundskeeper, who shared in his puzzlement, studying a map that showed where
the grave should be. After plunging a spade into a few rugged spots along the hillside,
they heard a muffled clang. A half-hour or so of determined digging uncovered the
grave marker that Lee shares with his father, Otto Morgan. It had somehow been swallowed
by nearly a foot of earth.

Since unearthing the marker, Maguire himself has become a minor character in Morgan’s
posthumous fate, a fact he acknowledges without belaboring the point. He works as
the art director at a company that makes metal credit cards; he’s an amateur guitar
player but a serious jazz fan. I met him on a recent Sunday at Morgan’s gravesite,
where he’d already laid a bouquet of yellow roses. Standing there, it was almost
hard to imagine the marker buried so deep into the hillside, though I’d seen a series
of photos that [Maguire posted](https://www.facebook.com/groups/JazzVinylLovers/posts/6750530005019403/)
to a private Facebook group, Jazz Vinyl Lovers. With a hint of wonderment, he recalled
a surreal moment from that afternoon, during the excavation, when it unexpectedly
started snowing.

“There was no snow in the forecast,” he mused. “And, you know, had the snowstorm
not hit New York that night, the ambulance could have probably saved him. The turnpike
is here next to us, and it sort of sounds like a river from time to time, with the
traffic. And I just stood here with this dude with a big crowbar thing in the soft
snow, looking at the letters of this unearthed grave marker that was still 10 inches
or so underneath the soil. It was dramatic, and it was really sad.”

[⌊'I Called Him Morgan' Is A Tale Of Marriage, Murder And Jazz, Told From Two Sides⌉⌊'
I Called Him Morgan' Is A Tale Of Marriage, Murder And Jazz, Told From Two Sides⌉[

But if the inexplicable fate of Morgan’s grave marker amplifies a sense of tragedy,
the sound of his music continues to transmit along a frequency of unbridled joy.
Last year, Blue Note released _The Complete Live at the Lighthouse, _which captures
the entirety of a legendary club date from July of 1970, on 12 LPs or 8 CDs. (Greg
Bryant and I [devoted an episode](https://www.wbgo.org/season-2/2021-08-13/lee-morgans-most-dynamic-band-is-revealed-in-full-on-a-staggering-new-boxed-set)
of the WBGO podcast Jazz United to this set; we share the opinion that it’s an astonishment
of riches.) What you hear in this music, and certainly in Morgan’s playing, is an
irrepressible and almost defiant vitality. “What is so fantastic is all the music
he left behind,” says Kasper Collin, speaking from Sweden by videoconference. “I
mean, from the first recording in 1956 up until early 1972 — it’s so much music,
it could be spread out for a lifetime. And we should be so grateful that it exists.”

As we approach the 50th anniversary of his passing, there are other efforts underway
to honor the fullness of Morgan’s legacy. A place-based public history project called
[All That Philly Jazz](https://phillyjazz.us/), run by Faye Anderson, has been working
on securing a Pennsylvania historical marker for Morgan in Center City Philadelphia;
she plans to submit the nomination packet this Friday. On Saturday, Anderson says,
she will make her first pilgrimage to the White Chapel Memorial Park Cemetery with
some members of Morgan’s family, including a nephew, Raymond Darryl Cox.

“I did tell him to bring a broom and a shovel and gloves, just in case,” Anderson
says. Thanks to the tenacious efforts of a curious fan, that won’t be necessary —
not this weekend, and probably never again.

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