Harry Morgan spent his life in and around Gallup, New Mexico. He won awards at every major Indian art show. The year before he died there was an exhibit at the Heard Museum featuring several of his silver boxes.
Harry and I had a relationship that lasted 30 years. I first met him when my friend Buzz and I were driving to Houston to do a jewelry and Navajo rug show at a department store by the name of Sakowitz.
We stopped in Gallup to buy some concho belts as we’d heard they were a hot commodity among the fashion-conscious women of Texas. My father told me he had seen some jewelry by a smith named Harry Morgan and knew he had a shop in Gallup. I don’t remember how we found him, but Buzz and I stumbled into a shop where Harry had about a dozen silversmiths working for him.