When Harry Chapin's brother Tom was going to college in Northern New York, Harry was the one who would transport his brother back and forth to school One of their stops along the way was a little bar here in Watertown, called the Chimes. I don't think that the events in the story actually happened, but the little man and the big old friendly gal who tended bar were both real people, cause I knew both of them. The barmaid, whose name was Erma, had pictures of all the regulars taped up across the back bar, including the college kids who made the Chimes our regular hangout, as well as the ones who had gone off to Vietanm, or to the big city, plus pictures of all the new brides and babies as we acquired them. Erma passed away suddenly in 1972, just days before a bunch of Chimes alumni planned to drop in and suprise her.
God bless you, Erma. I miss you.
When Harry Chapin's brother Tom was going to college in Northern New York, Harry was the one who would transport his brother back and forth to school One of their stops along the way was a little bar here in Watertown, called the Chimes. I don't think that the events in the story actually happened, but the little man and the big old friendly gal who tended bar were both real people, cause I knew both of them. The barmaid, whose name was Erma, had pictures of all the regulars taped up across the back bar, including the college kids who made the Chimes our regular hangout, as well as the ones who had gone off to Vietanm, or to the big city, plus pictures of all the new brides and babies as we acquired them. Erma passed away suddenly in 1972, just days before a bunch of Chimes alumni planned to drop in and suprise her. God bless you, Erma. I miss you.