I recall the night back in 1977 when I was an english major at Eastern Michigan University. Since I was a musician, and wrote for the campus newspaper, our editor sent me out to do concert reviews and interviews when I could get them. On this particular night one of the paper photographers and myself headed out to a Harry Chapin
concert to see what we could conjure up.

To make a wonderful story short, Harry was better than an hour late due to some helicopter problem and when he came out he apologized and announced that he would be doing an extra long show to make up for his being late. Well, he hid a three-hour show, then went out to sign autographs for about an hour, and then, found time to spend forty-five minutes doing an interview with a writer from a small state university newspaper who found a way to get backstage despite security. Through it all, he was just nice; very, very nice. I will never forget him, his songs, and the advice that he gave to me as a performer, which I continue to pass along today when I do festival workshops. Thanks, Harry - may you live forever.
Cheers,.................mwh