I saw Harry twice, once in a High School in Delaware, and once at Armstrong State College in Savannah, GA.

He put on a terrific show both times , but at Armstrong, I sat in the front row less than twenty feet away from him. His music and his caring about World Hunger still inspires me to help those who I can.

I still have an autographed “Taxi” album from that night.

Harry was an entertainer, a humanitarian, and somebody who didn’t bullshit you. What you saw was him, and I’m thankful to this day for that man.

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