Submitted by Glen Aaron on August 12, 2011

“My partner has been stealing from me. I want us to break-up. He needs to go back to California.” Ron said.

Ron owned “Jackson-Morgan”, a high-end antique and interior decorating store.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” I responded, trying to sound empathetic. Over the years as a lawyer, I had handled many cases of partner fallout. It’s difficult for partnerships to survive.

“How long have you been together?” I asked.

“About three years.” Ron responded.

Ron was a new client and work-out partner, along with several other guys. I had known him from the gym, but with our work-outs, there wasn’t much time for conversation. Now, I was beginning to learn that if I wanted information from Ron, I was going to have to drag it out of him. This would be the beginning of that phenomenom that would be Ron’s habit and practice for years to come.

“How do you know that Mr. Jackson has been stealing from you?” I asked.

“Mr. Jackson? Who is he?”

“Why, isn’t Mr. Jackson of Jackson-Morgan who you are talking about?” I asked.

“No. There is no Jackson. That’s just a name I liked, so I put it up there. I thought it sounded sophisticated. I’m talking about the partner I live with …”

“Well, blow me down!” I thought. “I had no idea my work-out partner was gay.”

I write of Ron Morgan’s life and of his marriage years later to the “Wall Street Journal” heiress, Jackie Bancroft Spencer in my book: “Observer: The Ronnie Lee and Jackie Spencer Morgan Story, a tale of people, greed, envy, manipulation — even crime”.

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