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Author Pat Fenton went on the road to find the America that singer and songwriter Harry Chapin wrote about. âI have seen boarded-up movie houses, rusted railroad car diners, country churches, shuttered gas stations and crumbling factories on the edge of towns,â Mr. Fenton writes in the introduction to âSearching for Harry Chapinâs America: Remember When the Music,â published by Heliotrope Books. âI have passed by old country cemeteries on hills at the end of towns with quarter moons hanging over them, farmers herding cows across two-lane highways; I have driven past bowling alleys that some people still go to on Saturday nights for fun, all of it like sequences from a Sunday morning comic strip of the â50s,â Mr. Fenton continues in the introduction. ....
By Pat Fenton A Christmas Eve memory comes back to me, almost hauntingly in this crazy long night of the Pandemic, the Corona Virus we’re all living through. And it makes me think again of the importance of memory and how it brings us back so faithfully to the way we were. I’m 20 years old, a young soldier from 17 th Street in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn. And I’m down in Fort Gordon in Augusta, Georgia. And the furthest I have ever been from Windsor Terrace is Staten Island. I’m marching cadence on the black Southern tarmac, singing to the count of a young southern Corporal: “Christmas Eve and we’ll be home drinking beer with lots of foam. Sound off, one-two, sound off, three-four, break it on down, one-two, three-four… “ And I don’t think I was ever happier than that moment in my young life. In the morning I would be going back home to Brooklyn on a two-week leave for Christmas before shipping out to Mannheim Germany on a troopship. So far away. ....