Light Our Fire: My Wedding to Jim Morrison
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Patricia Kennealy Morrison
Patricia Kennealy Morrison is a retired rock critic, a two-time Clio nominee, and the author of a memoir, a collection of her rock-criticism pieces, and 14 novels. In 1970, she married rock singer Jim Morrison in a pagan Celtic handfasting ceremony. Kennealy Morrison attended St. Bonaventure University and graduated from Harpur College; she has also studied at NYU, Parsons School of Design, and Christ Church, University of Oxford. She was the editor of Jazz & Pop magazine and a consultant on Oliver Stone’s film “The Doors,” in which she was portrayed by actress Kathleen Quinlan and had a cameo role performing the wedding ceremony between Quinlan as herself and actor Val Kilmer as Jim Morrison. In 1990, in Scotland, she was invested as a Dame Templar in a modern-day incarnation of the ancient order of Knights Templar. She lives in Manhattan.
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Light Our Fire - Patricia Kennealy Morrison
Introduction
2014
I went to work at a New York City music magazine called Jazz & Pop in February 1968, a 21-year-old girl. Less than a year later, I met, in a private interview at New York’s Plaza Hotel, a rock star whose work I deeply admired: Jim Morrison. He stood up to greet me and I almost fainted; then, when we shook hands, our touch set off a shower of blue sparks visible across the room. Jim just smiled. Portent,
he said speculatively, in that impossibly deep, soft voice, looking down at me. A sign,
I agreed, hardly daring to meet his eyes. We were both right.
Over the next two and a half years, we were caught up like the prince and princess of instant karma in a romance that was as astonishing and wonderful as anything I write about in my novels. He proposed to me under a flowering tree in Central Park, with a 20-carat solitaire emerald engagement ring, and we were married in a romantic Celtic ceremony called handfasting, on June 24, 1970, according to the rites of my Pagan Celtic religion (which Jim, a Scottish American, had begun to be interested in himself).
Sadly, all fairy tales don’t have happy endings: on July 3, 1971, Jim died in Paris of a heroin overdose, although he was not a user and had nothing but contempt for people who did use. He had gone to Paris to finally extricate himself from a relationship he himself described as half pity, half habit,
with on-again, off-again girlfriend Pamela Courson. He told me and others, including his lawyer, that he planned to end things with her gently, as she was not the most stable of individuals, to say the least, and he intended to offer her a one-time-only buyout to go away forever.
Her heroin habit and the drugs she kept around the house got to him first. Guilty and terrified of being blamed for his death, as in my opinion she deserved to be, she arranged a secret funeral in Paris’s famed Père-Lachaise cemetery and got out of Dodge as fast as she could, returning to Los Angeles the day after. She then commenced a life of heavy druggery, supporting herself as a hooker when she worked at all, and died of a heroin overdose herself in April 1974.
All this is well documented in plenty of other books besides mine. I had never planned on writing a book about Jim and me at all; it hurt far too much, and frankly, I considered it no one’s business but his and mine. Ten years after Jim’s death, I gave in and spoke to a couple of biographers, thinking perhaps it would be good to tell my story to someone, at last; unfortunately, my breaking silence resulted in a tsunami of hostility, viciousness, and vile accusations rivaled only by those unleashed at Yoko Ono Lennon and Courtney Love Cobain. It seems that ignorant fans don’t like having their tissues of lies contradicted by the truth.
In the end, it took Oliver Stone’s execrable movie The Doors
to get me to write my own book, Strange Days: My Life With and Without Jim Morrison, in which I could at last tell our story with minutest reportorial detail. Critics applauded it, true enthusiasts welcomed it—and fans still said I was lying. It apparently escaped them that I have proof of everything in Jim’s own handwriting: letters, poems, songs, even drawings.
In the end, it matters only what Jim said to me, how he felt about me, what he did for me; and I have ample proofs of all those things. So here is a small account of our wedding, from Strange Days, just to show people how he was and what he was and who he was. Not the self-indulgent, hell-raising Lizard King of popular opinion but a beautiful, intelligent, poetic, shy, vulnerable, generous, romantic soul: Jim. My Jim. Not Jim Morrison,
which was only ever a mask he put on to protect himself from the grabby and insatiable demands of the fanatics. The trouble was, in the end the mask started bleeding into him, and he into it.
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