A Chance of a Lifetime is firmly embedded in the soil and soul of Oklahoma. Calvin Street grew up there, surrounded by family and friends, particularly his best buddy J’Myel and their childhood friend Benita. Broken, bleeding, beset by the demons of war, Calvin is sent to Fort Murphy to recover from his mental wounds.
Just past the guard shack stood a statue of the post’s namesake, Audie Murphy, the embodiment of two things Oklahomans valued greatly: cowboys and war heroes. Despite being scrawny black kids and not knowing a damn thing about horses, he and J’Myel had wanted to be Audie when they grew up.
At least they’d managed the war hero part, according to the awards they’d been given.
They say you can’t go home again. What about memories, recollections, pivotal days? Calvin’s concerned, caring family persuades him to leave Fort Murphy briefly and come home for a family dinner. Calvin is stricken with grief when he looks at the portraits and candid shots covering the walls, especially one picture.