A number of years ago, I was thinking about going back to school to get an MFA in creative writing. Somehow, I ended up on the phone with Jack Myers, a professor in the English department at SMU. He invited me to lunch to talk about it. We went to St. Pete’s Dancing Marlin and had way too many beers. I only knew him for a short time but I knew he was a great guy, and someone I would be lucky to have as a teacher. But life got in the way, and my plans were forcibly scrapped.
I’ll never get the chance, because Jack passed away peacefully in his sleep on Monday night. He was 67. And he was much, much more accomplished than my little anecdote above. Among many other things, he was named the Poet Laureate for the state of Texas in 2003. Go here to read more.
