I just loved John Lennon, and Yoko too, so very much. I cried when he died. You might say yeah, everyone cried. The thing is I don't normally care when someone I don't really know dies. His ideas and his music were the greatest.
Thank you so much for these three amazing videos/music/Iceland link. I sent him a message! I love John like you love Keith. When I was 12 it was a big deal to learn that I was born on his birthday. Every year on Oct. 9 I wear a John pin that I got out of a gum machine in 8th grade ~ it's an antique now; guess I am too!
All the good ones get taken too soon.
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ReplyDeleteIt's always the wrong ones to go...
ReplyDeleteI just loved John Lennon, and Yoko too, so very much. I cried when he died. You might say yeah, everyone cried. The thing is I don't normally care when someone I don't really know dies. His ideas and his music were the greatest.
ReplyDeleteI just ralphed in my mouth.
ReplyDeleteLove, daddyb
Ellen Abbott- Perhaps we can only ask so much, you know?
ReplyDeleteSisterDoctor- Thank YOU.
Photocat- By our estimation.
Rubye Jack- He gave himself to us so fully that we did know him. I love Yoko too.
Daddy B- You did not. I love you too.
Thank you so much for these three amazing videos/music/Iceland link. I sent him a message! I love John like you love Keith. When I was 12 it was a big deal to learn that I was born on his birthday. Every year on Oct. 9 I wear a John pin that I got out of a gum machine in 8th grade ~ it's an antique now; guess I am too!
ReplyDeleteLove is real.
Yes I did. 71 times.
ReplyDeleteLove, daddyb
The moment I heard the news . . .I was standing in a dorm my freshman year in college.
ReplyDeleteWow. I couldn't believe it. Such a gentle soul. Murdered by someone Lennon would have believed needed help. Would have had compassion for.
Such irony.
And George Harrison, a gentle soul, attacked by a deranged person, too.
Peace. We never know when death is near.
Very hard to imagine him being 71. He is now forever young in death. Sad to think about it. I remember that day well.
ReplyDeleteI thought of him, too, but a day late.
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