I can remember sitting on the floor with my sons on a Sunday morning. I had very little time for them. I had a business to run and political ambitions, etc. So Sunday morning was basically my time for them. This was around 1975. I heard Cat’s In The Cradle. I started to cry, and wanted to know who made that song. It took me a while, but I found out it was a guy named Harry Chapin. I quit all of my part time outside activities, left politics and became a better father. All because of Harry.

A few years later, I met Harry at one of his one man concerts at Trenton State college. He was selling t-shirts after the concert for World Hunger Year. I bought a “Harry, it s—ks” shirt. He picked up my son and kissed him, the other son ran away. I told him that I spend more time at home with my sons, thanks to him. He looked at me and just shook his head in acknowledgement, smiled and shook my hand. I will never forget that night.

Thank you Harry. Jim

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