Robert Chapin: 24 books

In 1982, The Vietnam Veteran's Memorial was nearing completion when Bob Chapin visited in search of comrades killed in Vietnam. He eventually located the names of his friends, but also found the name of his best friend in high school. Surprisingly, Arvie's name appeared in the depth of field...

It was in the mid 1950's and our mother wanted her three children to receive a Catholic education. It was post World War II and the economy was thriving. The "Baby Boomer" era had arrived and there was plenty of construction of new homes. Our school was located in central Massachusetts...

The Abenaki Indian Tribe is awarded 15,000 acres in a U.S. Supreme Court decision for land taken illegally by the U.S. government in 1850. Their goal: to construct the world's largest casino in Ogunquit, Maine, a quaint New England seaside village of 1200 in winter and explodes into the largest gambling...

I always wanted to be a radio announcer and following discharge from the army in 1970 I fulfilled my dream of attending one of the most prestigious schools in the country: The Connecticut School of Broadcasting. I excelled in all phases of on air personality and when I graduated at the top...

In 1964, I attended The New York World's Fair where Ford Motor Company and Lee Iacocca were about to release the newest driving sensation: The 1964-1/2 Mustang. Like most teens, I was drawn to the car like a magnet, and seeing it at The World's Fair for the first time was one of the most exciting...

The year was 1960, and I was barely 14 and about to graduate into the 8th grade. Beverly Jones was my neighbor, the most beautiful girl in school and I desparately wanted to take her to the prom. I was a member of a group of 5 geeks who just wanted to raise caine, and girls were not a priority...

In the summer of 1959, I met Dorothea Harfield. Her father and three brothers from the hills of North Carolina were working for a logging company on our property in Massachusetts, harvesting timber. She was not the prettiest girl, matronly and with a lazy eye was the subject of ridicule and...

This is the true story of an experien ce I endured as a left handed person in basic training at Fort Dix New Jersey in March of 1966. On our second weekend of liberty - spent at McGuire AFB next door to Dix we had the opportunity to drink alcohol and have a good time. I was dressed in...

Malla was my mother who died of cancer in 1991 at the age of 71. She never remembered my birthday and was an avid follower of Elvis. On the morning of her funeral I was angered - asking why she never remembered me on that special day. As I began to shave, that's when I noticed it: I...

Sergeant Preston Cunningham is reassigned from a civilian status position while serving with the Army in Frankfurt, Germany into the heat of battle in Southeast Asia. In Vietnam he finds himself carrying out the duties of a company scrounge - someone who has been given the company commander’s blessings...

This is a humorous true story about our 18 year old cat who died of a brain tumor. He was unusual inasmuch as he had learned to play dead and together he and I had a routine. First, however, the cat had an encounter with a lobster. On a summers day a number of years ago, my wife and I were...

It was 1968 and I was in Vietnam. Constantly tempted to smoke marijuana, I finally gave in to the demands of a fellow soldier - I will not call him a friend! The best place to smoke the Asian Jane was in the outhouse. We met inside a stall, I had my pants down around my ankles and as I lit...

The year was 1955, granddad was 62 years old and I only 9. He was a coin and antique dealer in Western Massachusetts and in this year - 1955 he packed me and a lunch into his 1954 Nash Rambler Cross Country station wagon and travel the back roads of New England in search of the elusive 1955 doubled die penny. One bank stop produced 100 of the error coins worth $40,000 EACH - today.

1964, Lyndon, The Beetles, gas at $.35 per gallon, bread $.54, a new house $20,000, a new car $200. I was 17 years old and my first job was for Mr. D. at a mom and pop Red & White grocery store. My first car: a 1957 Ford Fairlane hardtop convertible. The aroma of the fruits and soap powders...