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GCU MAGAZ I NE • 23

member of the Fifth Special Forces group, the

Green Beret experienced heat, injuries, blood and

horror — an experience, he said, that profoundly

affected his identity and life after war.

“The war was a topic of every conversation

we had,” Carroll said. “At one point it became

unpleasant, and I knew he had to be troubled

by all of this because he shared with me

stories about the battlefield, death and how

someone had saved his life and carried him

out of the jungle.”

No matter whether they felt proud of their

service or sustained war injuries, the soldiers

often found hatred, not love, when they returned.

Morgan’s fiancée, for example, told him she could

not be seen with a “baby killer.”

Vietnamwas an unpopular war in which more

than 58,000 U.S. soldiers were killed and more

than 300,000 were wounded. Morgan came out

of it with injuries to his knees, back and neck

because of two awkward landings disembarking

from aircraft — one time parachuting out of a

plane, the other when he jumped off a helicopter

carrying a machine gun and at least 800 rounds

of ammunition.

“It was a war no one believed you could

survive, but I managed to get through it, and then

I resented being tossed into it,” he said.

Morgan left the military in 1972 and moved

back into his parents’ home in Montague, N.J.,

but what he saw, felt and heard in the war took

its toll. As time went on, post-traumatic stress

disorder (PTSD) dominated his life.

“My PTSD was so bad that I once hit my

mother while having a nightmare, and I didn’t

know I’d hit her until the next day when I saw

her at the breakfast table,” Morgan recalled. “I

could kill myself — my mother was a saint. I

was hit by this dismal feeling — not just from

the negativity of the country but my own guilt

— and as these things evolved my dad threw

me out. It was a crazy time.”

Eventually, Morgan sought counseling and

returned to school at Glassboro State College

(now Rowan University) to earn a bachelor’s

degree in Humanistic Psychology and a

master’s in Psychology from GCU. Nearly 42

years after his service, Morgan was awarded

a Silver Star, the third-highest award given

to service men and women for bravery and

courage under fire.

“It was an award he really deserved, and

his response was very humble — ‘I was just

doing my job,’” said Bill Gastmeyer, who first

met Morgan in junior high. “That’s the way he

was in high school — co-captain of the football

team, a good-looking guy that all of the girls

liked, a practical joker, but always humble.”

In many ways, Morgan said, he has been

able to move on quite successfully. But his

larger quest in life is to nurture his faith and to

be a change-maker.

His passion for psychology enabled him to

write “Simple Truth: The Whole Is Greater

than the Sum of Its Parts,” a book discussing

the individual relationship between personality

and performance. He believes the way to help

those with PTSD is by encouraging them to

feel more comfortable with themselves.

At 65, Morgan decided to return to GCU for

his doctorate after retiring in 2012 from the

Michigan Department of Corrections, where

he was a counselor.

“I’ve had a very strained career with one

event after another, but it’s been lively and

full of learning,” Morgan said. “This Ph.D. is

the toughest intellectual thing I’ve ever been

through, but I feel like I am getting a second

wind in life and I am not going to close the

door on these possibilities.

“I am dressed in flesh, but spiritually I am

much more than that — GCU supports that

concept — and I don’t want to run from that.

I want to experience it.”

RalphMorgan sustained many injuries, both

physical and emotional, during his time in

Vietnam (below), but now he's working toward

his doctorate at GCU. Morgan also is a devoted

fan of the Tampa Bay Lightning (left, with

former Lightning star Dave Andreychuk).

“My PTSD was so bad that I once hit my mother while having a nightmare, and I

didn’t know I’d hit her until the next day when I saw her at the breakfast table.”

—RalphMorgan