Your favourite memories of what Harry Chapin means to you.

Regrets by Barbara Ann Davis

It was back in the early seventies when a friend gave me a couple of Harry’s albums for Christmas. I didn’t pay them much attention at first. You know how you get presents from other people and their tastes don’t exactly match yours. Well, I had a lot going on…

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Short Story by Bob Crisci

1968. My best friend and I were out one afternoon, and he said to me, I heard this song by a guy named Harry Chapin. I asked him what it was, and he said it was a song called A Better Place To Be. It was about a watchman, etc.…

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3 Hours of Harry by Keith Knapcik

Going to hear Harry Chapin live was an experience that I will never forget. He would sing to and interact with the audience as if he were your close personal friend. Being a person who loves to sing and having done some singing for an audience, it never ceased to…

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First Harry by Rebecca Yoder

Back in 1972 or 73, I was a Junior in a small-town high school. We had a young student teacher named Mr. Kolassa in our English Department; the first student teacher I’d ever experienced. One sunny afternoon, Mr. Kolassa came into our classroom carrying an LP under his arm and…

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