8 December 2008 - Memories of John

By Renfield (?) on 7th December 2008 at 2:33 pm

I was just a little kid in the beginning of the 1980s listening to Beatles For Sale looking on the pictures and thinking when watching John “I’m gonna be like him one day!”. Now I’m 34 and have failed miserably in my ambition to be like John Lennon. But my love and admiration for his music, his singing, his charisma, his vulnerability, his beauty and his humour has never vanished. He is still one of the most important persons in my life.

By PLNoah (?) on 7th December 2008 at 2:43 pm

I have so many memories of John, I barely know where to begin. My first is just of the music, the Beatles, hearing the records at home and on the radio, becoming a Beatlemaniac at 5 years old when my brother bought the 45 of “She Loves You”. My first real memory of HIM is when I saw the Beatles at Shea in 1965. I was 6 years old and mesmerized by him on the stage. A few weeks later, seeing “Help!” in the theater and at the moment he sang “You’ve Got To Hide Your Love Away” knowing that I wanted to be a musician, which I still am to this day. Memories of having his pictures taped to my walls as a kid, always seeing into his eyes and feeling some sort of kinship and bond that I couldn’t explain. I’ll always remember the laughter I got from my favorite “clown”. Memories of defending him when he made the “Jesus” statement, when he met Yoko and started getting into things that none of my friends or family could understand…but I knew, somehow. “He’s so mouthy now”, they would say and I’d smile and tell them that obviously they’d not been paying attention all those years because he’d always been outspoken and outrageous and it was yet another reason why I loved him…because I was the same way (I was a very precocious child). My best memory was passing by John and Yoko on the sidewalk in the Village at the age of 14, when they still lived on Bank Street. He smiled at me and looked over the top of his sunglasses and said “good morning” as they passed. I remember feeling the energy radiating from him and can still feel it to this day. I was 22 and still living in NYC when John transitioned, and while that may have been the worst night of my life, I was already in process of learning about spirit, how it really works and why there’s truly no such thing as death of the spirit, only of the body itself. That helped me heal and be able to move forward. For me, John was, is and will always remain my dearest friend. I cannot mourn any longer. I can only love. I love you, John. Blessings to you and your families…we all shine on.

By FifthBeatle (?) on 7th December 2008 at 3:37 pm

I was 11 when John was shot. I remember going to school and seeing kids crying. I asked a friend what was wrong and he said, “John Lennon was shot and died.” My first Beatles song I ever heard was “Help!”. And from then on was enraptured by them. John was always my favorite. Turns out John and I have very similar personalities and we were both born in October and our sons were born on our birthdays. John and the Beatles are why I play guitar (rhythym guitar like John). I miss him and wish and wonder what he would be like if he were still among us. Peace and love John!
Tim Wilver FifthBeatle

By tekgitar (?) on 7th December 2008 at 3:52 pm

i realy don’t remember my first memory of john, he always like one of my close frieds, i always fieled like i know him from the day i borned, but i think, when i was 15, i bought my first beatles disc (anthology 1) and probably my very first beatles song i’ve ever heared was free as a bird and i remember that it was so splendit and it is still is but at that age that song was very shocky which opened a new folder in my mind, i felt a man that strongly saying something that i can not explain. i love him, i didn’t see him but if i could, i realy would like to thank to him for sharing us that great songs and memories, i still singing and listening with my girl friend we’re sharing love by fealing him that’s what we like to which comes us so real. as i said i don’t remember my first memory of john but i can tell you my least. at my 25th birthday we were in a small pub in izmir/Turkey, and all the people i care was there like a real dream am in, and during the night my splendid love come from an other city (sadly we are boke up now) as a suprise birthday present and the that night closed with my best friends bought me a john lennon anthology box set, i was really about to cry i felt the ones i love including john every one was there, i love you john and i will, thank you for all great thigs you shared with us and i know you are not death i can not stand and belive any reality like his death.

with peace & love

yiğit eygi

By jorge (?) on 7th December 2008 at 5:01 pm

I was 10 in 1963 when an uncle brought me from Belgium a couple of those beautiful French EPs. During the next two years I didn’t see The Beatles as individuals, but as just one person with 4 names.
At 12 I started having very low grades at school, and when asked what was happening, I said that I couldn’t see well from a distance, thinking that I was lying, so my parents took me to the ocultist, and to my surprise he put me on glasses. It was a shock for me. I thought life was finished for me. Nobody around me wear glasses, neither my brothers, nor my friends. I used to react very badly to nice comments of this sort: “Oh you look like an intellectual!” Damn! My dreams of becoming a Rock Hudson or a Tony Curtis fade away, so I closed in myself for a while and music was my only relief in those days, especially Beatles, Dylan, Baez and Donovan.
So, one day at the Spanish TV, maybe in 1964 or 65, they talked about The Beatles, a very strange and unusual thing, and I could see that one of them wear glasses. He was laughing and wearing glasses. For a couple of years these both things were incompatible to me, so it brought me a spark of hope that in spite of the glasses there could be life. This is the silly way, far from intellectual, in which I got connected to John Lennon as an individual, since then he have brought help, fun, joy, enlightenment, empathy, pleasure, comfort, tenderness, rage, courage, love, understanding, sympathy, openness, and other thousand positive feelings to my life. I think I have been very lucky for being aware of his existence.
I love you John
I love you Yoko

By lajollartist858 (?) on 7th December 2008 at 5:32 pm

I remember John on Monday Night Football.
I remember him saying that the crowd made a rock concert seem like a tea party.
I wish I remember the year 77, 78, or 79.
I went to the Lincoln Memorial to pay my respects in Washington DC.. We all were in shock.
I wound up in a Time magazine photo.
Joe

By susiji (?) on 7th December 2008 at 6:47 pm

I remember how excited I was to hear John’s message of PEACE and LOVE and how I always wanted it too, and now I am excited that we can share John & Yoko’s message across the world so spontaneously with the help of the Internet, and I am sure John would have loved that too… IMAGINE

By roula (?) on 7th December 2008 at 8:25 pm

It was August 1980.My mom took me with 2 other girls who became my best friends to see Help the beatles!
I fell in love with their music and they were fresh and modern 20 years after their last album.
I bought John’s Imagine album and even at 14 I knew that I was becoming a member of a fanclub of a man ,a poet of exceptional talent and ideas.
After listening to “woman is the n****r of the world”and finding out that Yoko is the woman who said this I knew John had a life partner worth admiring idividually not because she was his wife but a philosopher in her own words with a good influence over john.
I tried unsuccessfully to become another aquarius with avant guard views but life had different plans for me.
whenever I feel down and bitten I put John’s music on and life becomes beautiful again.
I love you John and I made a pledge to come in the light tower on your bday cause that is the day we should remember and celebrate.

By vinylsoul (?) on 7th December 2008 at 10:23 pm

I remember waking up December 9, 1980 and walking into my kitchen. My mum, who was already at work, would write a note to me on the kitchen table every morning. Today, she was the one to tell me the news that John had died. I couldn’t believe my eyes! I MUST have been dreaming!!! I ran into the front room and turned on the television, hoping that it was a mistake, and in the glow of the ornaments on the Christmas tree, I heard about John’s brutal murder.

I went to school that morning (I was in Grade 10), wearing a John Lennon sweatshirt with a black arm band. I had lost a hero that day. Now, every year around the time of his passing, I organize an IMAGINE PEACE concert and invite local musicians to be a part of the event. We get to hear John’s great music interpreted by fabulous talent, and all of the proceeds raised goes to help the homeless of our city. I think John would approve.

John’s desire to be at home with Sean has also influenced me to be a “stay at home Dad” during the day (with my flexibility as a worship pastor) and gig at night. I remember thinking, “I would love to do that when I get older” ( I was 15 when John died). His influence as a househusband stayed with me my whole life.

John, I wish you were here…I wish I could tell you in person how your music and your life changed me in a very positive way. I am thankful that you were here, even if it was for 40 very short years. I have been spinning your solo music in my car all week, and I will continue to sit tomorrow and listen…You are missed, John.

Imagining Peace,
christopher

By Giorge.tv (?) on 8th December 2008 at 12:21 am

I was just under a month away of turning one when John Lennon died. It wasn’t until a few years later, when I was four or five and begun to be aware of the music my father played, that I became aware, too, of John Lennon.

Throughout my childhood and teenage years I knew and loved the music of John Lennon. I knew of the man that would goof off in the sixties in part of the Beatles. Yet it was only until I left home, and began my own spiritual journey that I came to know the MAN that John Lennon was.

Unfortunately now, Yoko has to spread the word of peace on her own. Not that she’s really alone - she has Sean, and she also has the world.

The message of peace is a strong one. It’s a force greater than any light (yes, Yoko, even greater than the light tower!) greater than any army, and greater than any human being. It’s a force that is simple. Think peace. Act Peace. Spread peace. Be nice to the person who sits on the bus next to you, smile at the tired check-out operator who probably earns a lot less than you for doing a thankless job, help that old lady you see in the street struggling to pick up her fallen wallet. So simple, yet so difficult for so many to grasp.

What I will take from this day, the day of John Lennon’s death, is a sense of hope. He wanted so much for us. He was scrutinised and criticised for simply wanting peace. Well-to-do ladies with perfect hair and a cigarette dangling from manicured nails would tell him he’s crazy and that his wife is horrible. A smiling man calling himself a cartoonist - a career supposed to bring joy to others - brought no joy to John, saying being in bed for peace was silly, and that he didn’t know how John lived with Yoko, simply because she answered his question.

I will take John’s strength, John’s peace, John’s love and John’s peace.

We will always remember.

Giorge
xx

By sparquee (?) on 8th December 2008 at 3:24 am

Every year on this day, my heart goes out to you, Yoko and Sean, for your loss. As a part of the extended world family that you spent your life creating, I try to live in a way that reflects all the wonderful ideas that you put forward. It is a true testament to the goodness in them that the world doesn’t ever let go of them. Let us all continue to imagine and pray for war to be over. Long live the dream.

Love and fond wishes to you both on this day,
Keith

By bill flynn (?) on 8th December 2008 at 5:26 am

My earliest memory of John is thinking he was my Uncle. My father and his cousins all looked like Beatles in the sixties and their music played all the time, so I assumed he was just another member of my family. I remember entering a talent contest at school and singing ‘I don’t want to be a soldier’ for a long time it was my favourite song. Peace!

By Rob Clifford (?) on 8th December 2008 at 7:45 am

I was lucky enough to see John in person at a the opening of an off broadway play in NYC. It was one of the most amaazing and memorable times in my life. I always try and let today pass like any other and think of John on October 8th instead. The fact is that I think of him everyday. Today I pay my respects to you. You were his wife, his inspiration and his love, and I thank you for bringing so much joy to his world. WAR IS OVER! If You Want It.

Peace and Love,

Rob

By cedargirl (?) on 8th December 2008 at 9:37 am

Memories of John? i can’t remember a time without John. Born in 1964 and 3 older brothers, the music of the Beatles has been the soundtrack of my life. My brothers and I have been loyal followers of John, his music and his message. He is a member of the family and, as such, he is always with me.
♫ Love, Love, Love ♫
Susan

By popchild (?) on 8th December 2008 at 10:18 am

i was a little kid in texas. the hot teenage girl next door had ‘meet the beatles!’ and a turntable that could play both sides without flipping the disc. i spent time over there, first because i had a crush on her, then because the double sided player was so cool, and finally because the beatles rocked. decades later they were the soundtrack of life as we knew it. john’s voice was the trickster archetype in my pantheon. his first solo lp played a role in my coming of age. i was working at my first real job when i heard the news on dec. 8th. 1980. i just broke down and cried, left work, walking for an hour or two aimlessly through the city. many years later i created some special effects for a yoko ono video. it was an privilege to meet this artist who holds the torch high for us to see. we honor the fallen by thriving. peace now.

By jwlashline (?) on 8th December 2008 at 10:30 am

My memories of John stem from, well, being named for him. I was born on December 19th, 1980. Just eleven days after John was murdered. My parents, being huge Beatles fans, thought it would be best to name me for the fallen star. I have grown up with this name, and have loved it, the whole time. Today is a somber day for me, but, I will honor my hero as best I can!!

By Robert Evans (?) on 8th December 2008 at 10:49 am

I remember the morning in 1980 when John was shot. As we were beginning the Reagan era and the decade of greed,this seemed like a bad omen for things to come. Now, the day after Pearl Harbor’s Day, President-Elect Obama has appointed a Hawaiian Japanese man to be the head of Veteran’s Affairs, so we hope that folks who have sacrificed their limbs in their vain hopes that they are promoting peace will at least begin to get the education and medical and emotional support that they need.

By Katja K W (?) on 8th December 2008 at 10:59 am

Dear Yoko

I first heard of John Lennon on this tragic day 28 years ago. I was six, my mum and dad were watching the news here in Denmark. I remember seeing pictures from this big house next to a huge park in some place called New York. Everyone was in shock and I wondered why.
Today I know why. The songs that John Lennon wrote with the Beatles have followed me all my life. At school we would listen to Beatles songs at parties - this being nearly 20 years after the band had split up. But, hey, it was much better than late-80s-pop. I didn’t know it at the time, but the songs that meant the most to me were the ones sung and written by John Lennon.

John Lennon as a solo artist came in to my life a couple of years ago when I was at home on maternity leave with my little son. Danish tv had a Beatles week and I remember sitting on my couch with a baby being totally mesmerized by John Lennon’s solo stuff. Sure, I had heard Imagine and Jealous guy, but that was about it. I fell instantly in love with all the songs (especially those from Double fantasy and Milk and Honey) and felt like John had described perfectly what it is like to be in your mid-30s, have a baby and a soul mate. I have yet to come by songs that put my feelings so adequately into words. And a voice that sounds so vulnerable and beautiful at the same time.

Since then I am a fan. Love the songs, love the message.
Thank you, Yoko, for keeping the memory of John Lennon alive - and for being an inspiration yourself to a younger feminist who thinks you have always been ahead of your time. RESPECT!

Love
Katja

By justafan (?) on 8th December 2008 at 11:22 am

I remember the Ed Sullivan show like so many people do, and seeing The Beatles, seeing John, it was an amazing feeling. Even though I was only 5, I knew John was something special. As I grew older, listening, watching, reading about John, it was as if he was a friend, so close in my heart, even though we never met. I respected him for his thought provoking words and actions. The day he was shot was a horrible reminder of the bad in the world that happens to good people. But we all move on with the hopes that the good does and will overshadow the bad. John saw that, that’s what made him so special, not just as an artist, but as a person. Whenever I see his picture, or hear his songs, I don’t feel sadness, I just smile and sigh. That was his magic, his gift to us. I found out John was killed the next morning, not the evening of the 8th like so many people,and that was a very sad day for me also as the years went on. Until my own son was born on Dec. 9th and I gave him the middle name Sean in honor of John. He is 19 now and discovered the Beatles in his early teens and is so proud of the story behind his name. That was also John’s legacy, to pass the music and love on to other generations.
Yoko,
My thoughts and prayers are with you and Sean today. You and John were kindred spirits. Your love for him was so evident then, as it is now. I can only thank you for loving him as you did, even through the times when it seemed the world was against the two of you. Thank you for protecting his name and image now, and for all the work you do for Imagine Peace. I read your website many times a week, and feel as if you too have become part of my life, a friend. I truly admire you.
John,
I miss you so much, as does the rest of the world. We could really use you now…but we have your message. All my Love to you.

By eaglebill9 (?) on 8th December 2008 at 12:15 pm

I WAS ONLY 12 WHEN I LEARNED OF JOHNS DEATH A TRAGIC EVENT THAT DAY . I HAD BEEN TURNED ON TO THE BEATLES AND JOHN MUSIC AT EARLY AGE BY YOUTHS FROM MY NEIGHBORHOOD TO THIS DAY AND ALL THOSE BEATLE HAIRCUTS I STILL RECALL WHERE AND WHAT I WAS DOING WHEN THE NEWS SPREAD I LISTEN TO THE SONG I READ THE NEWS TODAY OH BOY ON THE BUS TO SCHOOL AND AFTER ARRIVING HOME I SAW NUMEROUS TEARS ALL OVER GOD SPEED JOHN AND GOD BLESS YOKO , SEAN AND JULIAN LOVE LOVE LOVE

By Sherryelyn (?) on 8th December 2008 at 12:25 pm

My memories of John go back to 1964 when I was ten years old, and I was first hearing all the chatter about The Beatles at school. There were bits about them on the news on American television, but I didn’t know much about them before The Ed Sullivan Show.

I remember that when I saw some of the bigger girls trading their Beatles cards in the school cafeteria, I saw one what had a picture of John with Cynthia. I said, “Wow, that girl is really lucky.” (One of the big girls seemed irritated with me and told me that she was his wife.) Soon afterwards, I owned my first Beatle album, and I felt even luckier. I felt like I knew each song already when I heard it for the first time. And then the Ed Sullivan Show…1964 was the beginning of it all for me.

There is so much for me to remember about John Lennon. His amazing wit, the intensity of his vocals, guitar, and his lyrics…What an incredibly beautiful soul. Just listen to a song like “When I get Home” on the American “Meet The Beatles”, and imagine a ten year old listening to that album for the first time. LIsten to his rendition of “Mr. Postman” on The Beatles Second Album. I can’t begin to explain what John Lennon did for me at that age. The Beatles shined a light for at least one very lonely, artistic, “different” child. For album after album, he made me think and feel. From “Run For Yoru Life” to “In My Life”, “Rain”, “Stawberry Fields”, “Day In the Life”…His straight on and almost deadly vocals on songs like “Dizzy Miss Lizzy…”, and his amazing visionary lyric-scapes on songs like “I’m Only Sleeping”… To grow with John and The Beatles from 1964 through 1970, the year before I graduated high school, and to grow beyond adolescence with John and Yoko as role models formed who I am today.

As much as I loved him and all of the Beatles in the beginning, it was when songs like “All You Need Is Love” and “Revolution” were born that I really felt truly connected to John; heart and soul. Between John’s push for Truth and Peace, and George Harrison’s search for All That Is, I was finding myself in a new world, and hungry for more. I was growing up. At 15 years old, I was so interested in Yoko when the public first heard about her, as I was also an artist. I loved to stetch imagination and perception. I was fascinated by what she and John were creating as performance art. I loved the story about John meeting Yoko at her exhibit, and how he climbed the ladder ultimately to find the word “YES”. I drew a beautiful portrait of them together… It felt like drawing one person. Later I got that same feeling from watching them waltz in a dance of love in the film “Let It Be”; one of the single most beautiful moments in film.

The turbulence of 1968 began to change all of us. I felt myself searching for Justice and something beyond our usual media mental programming. I wanted that feeling of Unity. It’s hard to explain what songs like “Give Peace A Chance” and “Instant Karma” did for me and for so many others. His confidence, idealism, and sense of truth and justice inspired mine. “Christ, Y’Know It Aint Easy…” Bags, acorns, words, Bed Peace, Bag Peace… Anything that he and Yoko touched was transformed, and I loved being a part of that transformation. Anything that they recorded or filmed was always SO exciting for me. I bought “Two Virgins” and “Life With the Lions”, which impressed me in so many ways.I had to see the films to better understand Yoko’s art and John’s connection… I saw “Fly” and the one with the bare bottoms…Wow. Performance art was all so new to me.

I think of their solo albums, and how John expressed his pain through the primal scream of his work. “Mother” sounded like he was turning inside out. I could relate. “Isolation” was heartbreaking. Again, I could relate.
Yoko’s “Remember Love” was the first song of hers that I played on guitar.
Although I had many friends by then, and put on a brave and glowing “party-girl” front like John had for so long, I understood where he was coming from.
I danced, but I remembered. Then the work with Elephant’s Memory further stirred my quest for the Truth. Yoko’s “Born In A Prison” became one of my favorite all time songs. John and Yoko were transforming the world together, and John’s ideas and ideals had an impact on us all. I was so disappointed when I realized that my friend Pam and I had gone to the Mike Douglas show a week or so BEFORE John and Yoko were there, and that by the time it was aired John and Yoko were gone, but we watched them with Mike all week long.

There is just too much to say in one comment on one page. It is still very painful for me to remember the day John died, the numbness when I went to work the next day, the newspapers confirming that it wasn’t just a nightmare…Having to listen to “Starting Over” on the radio while we grienved…Pam and I trying to get from South Jersey to New York to the memorial, getting lost, crying… Thinking, “The Dream Is Over”…When “Walking On Thin Ice” came out, I had to listen to Yoko’s voice over and over to try and join her in coping somehow, as we all did.

For a long time after John’s death, I could not listen to Beatles music or John’s music, as it just hurt too much. Eventually I would listen and cry. The other day I was walking in a supermarket when I realized I was singing along to “Merry Christmas–War Is Over”, and not crying.

What else can I say? That I wish John Lennon had been alive to see Barack Obama elected the 44th president of the United States of America? I feel he WAS there to witness this in spirit. I feel that he was there to see it all come full circle from the days of and what seemed to be the end of Hope with the deaths of Martin Luther King Jr. and Bobby Kennedy in 1968, all the way around to this new Beginning. He watched in Spirit as we soared with a sense of Renewed Hope on Barack Obama’s wings of prayer.

Now I can once again truly feel hope when I hear the song, “Give Peace A Chance.” And now I can sing and dance to “Merry Christmas–War Is Over” in the supermarket without crying.

Namaste’

Sherrye

By erik.roth (?) on 8th December 2008 at 12:58 pm

Today as the long, cold winter settles in to hold fast the season in icy stillness, I’ll light a candle to caress the darkness, and offer a silent prayer that my dreams will live on to celebrate my memories. Bless you John, bless you Yoko, and bless you Sean. Love & peace to all on earth.

By JLgrl77 (?) on 8th December 2008 at 1:55 pm

I was not born around the time, but I was very sad when I found out from my mother at a young age he had passed away. I have always looked at John Lennon as my hero and an icon. He was so unbelievably talented and just such a fascinating figure.His work with The Beatles and as a solo artist is just so amazing. I always wondered what this world would have been like had not that fateful day occurred. All I know is that his presence is still missed but it can be felt all over the world and especially on days like this. Thank you for everything you did. God bless Yoko + Sean for keeping his legacy alive.

By roxy (?) on 8th December 2008 at 2:29 pm

Thank you John & Yoko for all of your appreciated hard work in teaching the world that dreaming can make a difference.
Thank you for your love, peace, & dedication.

All the Best,

Roxy Rico
New York, USA

By Mauro (?) on 8th December 2008 at 3:06 pm

I was born much later than beatlemania era and much later than John’s murder. Yet, I was still touched by the magic of the fab four’s music… and I thank everyday for the energy they give to me which helps me live my life through. I don’t know where I’d be standing now if I’d never heard their music.

I want to thank John (”wherever you are, you are here”) for all the joy and love he continues to give to us through his immortal music and also through his interesting life. His determination to inspire worldwide peace must be taken as an example by all of us.

Yoko, thanks for keeping John’s memory alive and for preaching your love message to the new generations.

Happy Xmas and let’s all give peace a chance!

By mocman (?) on 8th December 2008 at 4:57 pm

I was 25 when John died.
It seemed such a waste. When new music started to flow from that creative mind, it was cut off, and for what?
I was in my prime, but somehow that bright future that could be, now wasn’t going to be.
There was great sadness.
Yet, knowing that John and Yoko had still been together meant something.
The 60’s evlolved into the 70’s, one war was over, others had not yet begun.
I don’t know how it happened, things had began the swing from ‘we can all have a better future if we try’ to ‘ forget everyone else, I’m getting mine for me’.
Perhaps it was because this one voice was silenced.
One voice that spoke out what everyone subconsciously knew should be said.
If Dec. 7 should never be forgotten for the events in 1941, then Dec. 8th should also be remembered for 1980.
I won’t forget.

By LP75 (?) on 8th December 2008 at 5:31 pm

It was a Monday night 28 years ago today when I heard that John was taken from us. I was 19, and the first music I ever remember hearing was the Beatles in 1964. When “Double Fantasy” was released, and “Starting Over” played on my radio, I thought “We have John back again”! You know, all of us fans - he had come back to us. Then in an instant he was taken from us and he went on to the next plane, but HIS SPIRIT and HIS MUSIC LIVE ON FOREVER.

I turned on my radio and heard “Imagine” and that’s when I cried a soul cry. John’s music had been the soundtrack of my life since I was 3 years old. I never met him, but it was the first hard loss I felt for anyone.

I made a sign that night for the back window of my VW Beetle that said “JOHN WINSTON LENNON Oct 9, 1940 - Dec 8, 1980″ (I didn’t know he had added “Ono” to his name then, sorry Yoko). I left that sign in my window for weeks.

I believe that John turned millions of minds towards PEACE and away from evil and war. His SPIRIT will always BE and we are better for it.

WAR IS OVER
LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED
GIVE PEACE A CHANCE

LP
Seattle

By ManPeace (?) on 8th December 2008 at 6:10 pm

Dear Yoko Ono
Thanks for keeping John’s memory alive and honour his memory with your magnificent Imagine Peace Tower, and I deeply regret the brutal way he was taken away from You, from us, from OUR World so young 28 years ago, because his Imagine was so great, and I think he was one of those who it takes to revolutionize OUR WORLD into Love, Peace and Understanding. Can we Justify John Lennon? I have some ideas, but have no email address to you so You can mail me, if you find it interesting, at ManPeace@DarwinTime.com so we can give MAN and PEACE a chance. I think both are worth it. Best wishes ManPeace.

By FABGEARGIRL (?) on 8th December 2008 at 7:33 pm

My husband and I took a trip (one of several over these past years) to NYC this past October. I hadn’t been to the city since I was 18; he hadn’t been since he was about nine.

It was a few days after what would have been John’s 68th birthday. We visited Strawberry Fields and walked across the street to where he lived with Yoko and Sean.

I was only 10 years old when John Lennon died. I’m now 38. Has it really been 28 years since that awful day? It still makes no damn sense.

By Gijoe25 (?) on 8th December 2008 at 8:09 pm

My first memory of John was when I was seven years old. One evening I was laying on the floor, coloring in front of the TV when suddenly, A Hard Days Night was on and I was instantly hooked. My mom listened to them all the time, but I had no idea what they looked like. I saw John, and that was it. Oddly enough—It took me from the time I was seven to age twelve to realize he was gone. I assumed he was alive. It came as such a shock to me one when I was tweleve, I was in Chicago with my parents in a taxi, reading an “Ebony” magazine and John’s biography was there. I read what happend to him on December 8th. I cried like I had just been told my father died. I had loved John like a father and to find out suddenly that he had died before I was born was tough to take in. I’m 27 years old now and I still get that feeling every December 8th. Knowing that I’ll never get to meet him….

Although I missed him when he was here, his presence was/is always inside of me, and it always will be. I LOVE YOU JOHN.

Thanks to Yoko for all she’s done.

By ben12a (?) on 8th December 2008 at 9:42 pm

I remember the first time I heard “Rubber Soul” in Dec’65. I consider that the Beatles and John’s transition album from the mop headed fab four to the innovative musicians they were. “Norweigan Wood” basically set the tone for what was to come from John. I also remember the”Plastic Ono Band” album in ‘70 ,the first solo album by an ex- Beatle right after their breakup.In the song “God” John basically set everybody straight “I was the walrus, now I’m John and so dear friends you’ll just have to carry on. The dream is over”.
He had a unique way of making us look at ourselves and laugh and his musical genius will never be surpassed. I know he’s probably poked some fun at the angels in heaven , but he’s also an angel.The world lost a truly great individual.. Peace , John.

By jreinish (?) on 8th December 2008 at 9:59 pm

As I do every year, I shed tears today. I was a small child when John was shot, but I remember the day so clearly, and his life has been an inspiration to me always. I wish he were still here… he is so missed. Thanks for the gifts John…. for being the man you were, this website is such a tribute to all those who loved you.

By EtowahPrincess (?) on 8th December 2008 at 10:46 pm

I will always remember John Lennon as a man of peace who influenced the world through his music. He made me belieive that, yes, it is possible to imagine the entire world without war and living in peace and harmony.

By ClaudiaL (?) on 8th December 2008 at 10:51 pm

I’m 55 years old and all I can say is that John is a like a reed that grew near by, his music weaved into the experiences of my life, his presence always there, marking milestones in my growing up. I was almost 8 months pregnant with my son Michael the night John died, and I still remember where I was when I heard the news. It is a moment frozen in time and it still has the power to cover me with a deep sadness. My heart grieves for his lovely wife Yolo and for his children - for us it is his music and his personality, spirit, creativity and passion we all miss - for them it must be the love of husband and father and his comopansionship that is longed for. All I can say is that I love you all - I miss him so very much and I wish you all the best. My thoughts and prayers are with all of you. Love, Claudia

By viewallsides (?) on 8th December 2008 at 11:01 pm

I remember that night as tho’ it were yesterday. Born and raised in NYC, it was that night, after hearing the news about John, that I decided to leave the city forever. Within 6 months, I was a new resident of Arizona. I met my husband of 23 years here. My parents still grow old here — together. And my husband and I continue to unfold our dream of working in the service of animals. Our newest thought, PEACEANIMAL, says it all. We are dedicated to raise awareness about the need for PEACE in the lives of animals — PEACE is not just for people. It is our life’s work. And I trace all of it — ALL of it — directly back to John. When people ask me why I moved to Arizona from New York, I answer very simply: John Lennon. While I would give anything for that horrible night to never have happened, I know that the universe has a wisdom that connects us and guides us in ways they we can’t always understand. How have your lives changed because of John? My guess is that if you think about it, you will find a million tiny threads that will lead back to that amazing life. Bless you, Yoko, for continuing the legacy of PEACE that you and John inspired long ago — and continue to cultivate with every breath. Your seedlings continue to grow in each of us. And bless you, John, always and all ways.

By Harusami (?) on 8th December 2008 at 11:07 pm

I was at my favorite pub that night after work, left after a Foster’s oil can. It was just a little over a year since my fiance’s death, and I was leaving that week for a 3 month trip to Japan to work for my aunt.

I remember that night so clearly, because as I sat in my car, I burst into tears…the song “All the Lonely People” kept playing in my head (had no radio in my 1970 Maverick…and I know, that’s really more a “Paul” song than a “John” song). I was filled with such pain…not an unusual emotion that year…but this was a total outpouring. Finally drove home and went to bed. The next day I heard the news on the TV. I was in shock…I just wanted to hug Yoko, I knew the incredible pain of losing a soul mate…and I cried as much for her as I did for John.

The next day at the pub a few of us got together and went to a musician friend’s house where we sang, cried, played Beatles songs, drank and smoked all night. The next day I was on a plane to Japan…majorly hungover.

Love never dies. John’s memory is alive in each one of us.
Blessings and hugs to Yoko, Sean and Julian…and to all those who keep the soul of peace and love alive.

Harusami.com

By aris (?) on 8th December 2008 at 11:37 pm

After a 15 year journey I am back at the house when I first heard about what happened to John back in 1980. I was 7 and I can only really remember how I could not understand “why?” Neither could anyone else around me at the time.

By Phillipuk (?) on 8th December 2008 at 11:57 pm

I was 12 when John Lennon was killed. It was the most profound sense of loss that I had ever experienced. When I ponder that evening, and the next day, I can still feel it like a vicious wound. It is a sense of tremendous communal tragedy, as the world lost more than a single man, rather an extremely valuable symbol of itself. And, remarkably, it is also a personal loss that I will feel sharply as long as I have memory. So, to his family, I say thank you for continuing to share John Lennon with the world. If we didn’t feel this pain, we couldn’t continue to spread his message.

By richard (?) on 9th December 2008 at 12:12 am

I’ve said this for years…”John made me what I am today”, and I am eternally grateful. I’m loving all the comments here; John LIVES (within us all too)
Life is beautiful
Richard

By stompie smax (?) on 9th December 2008 at 7:54 am

i was born a little over a year after john lennon was killed, so my memories of him are are of an almost mythical figure who was quite out of reach by the time i was old enough to know a bit about him. this even despite growing up with the beatles - you’d think watching help! as a kid might have disillusioned me about john or any beatle as a visionary but it was quite a bit later in my life before i was able to think of them as real people. one of the things that did it for me was really listening to imagine. my little sister was a much more thorough fan than i was, and was much more familiar with post-beatles projects of all the members, so it was she who introduced me to the album. one of my best, and most poignant memories involving john lennon involves it, and her: it was two days after christmas, three years ago, and she’d been given her first portable mp3 player for a gift. imagine was one of the first albums she uploaded into what had previously been a pretty sparse digital music collection, and that night, on the way to a party, we rode a subway line from one end to the other and listened to imagine all the way through with one earphone apiece. we were practically alone in the subway car; it was probably about 8pm although it felt like 3 in the morning with the pitch dark outside the windows…and then just the music. it was probably the first time i’d really paid thorough attention to the album, and, for me, it was the last piece of the puzzle in humanizing john. it was a wonderful experience in that post-holiday quiet.

By dyricci (?) on 9th December 2008 at 9:54 am

Oh, yeah…and he coul be really, really funny sometimes!

By LonaLaTona (?) on 9th December 2008 at 4:18 pm

Dear Yoko,

We fell in love to Double Fantasy…you & John filled our hearts with such hope & happiness. Mature love. Forgiving love. Eternal love.

In your honor, we married on the first day of Spring.

For our 25th anniversary, we traveled to Amsterdam. We discovered John’s drawings to you of your honeymoon in that beautiful, tolerant city…where else but in the Erotic Museum (and next to Picasso) It was one of those spiritual moments as we looked into each other’s eyes, smiled and held each other tight.

John & Yoko’s love lives on and on, on and on!

John’s words still ring deep & true these days. Love, comfort, direction, hope for humanity, to learn to live in peace… John told us it is all possible. It is all so easy. John was/is a prophet way beyond his time.

And lovely, dear Yoko, you have kept it all shining bright. You have never waivered.

Thank you for sharing your precious lives together, for all can see true love
exists forever!

We miss him most at Christmas.
Love,
Donna & Michael Taylor

By LuigiMilani (?) on 9th December 2008 at 5:06 pm

Hi Yoko,

I’m writing from Rome, Italy. I was going to school when I heard the sad news about John: I think I lost my innocence at the time.
But I was wrong: John is still alive for me.
And for so many of us, I’m sure.

Love,

Luigi

By georgiegirl (?) on 9th December 2008 at 9:24 pm

Twenty-eight years ago today.
Twenty-eight years of only fond memories.
I heard them say, on the radio
That night I had just gotten home
That you had been shot.
Shot by a fan, no rather
a fanatic.
he took from the world
Their best friend.
The one who quipped and had quirky things
To say.
The one who changed our lives with your words and music and
ideals.
Ideals which have lasted the test of time.
Sounds of happy and heavy music and rhyme.

John we hardly knew ye,
A man just turned forty.
I miss you, my friend, my mentor.
Jamming with the others who went on before.
Half the band still here, and
You have George, to wile away
The hours of eternity
In sweet harmonies and heavenly delights.

I met John in Las Vegas in 1964. “He ws a friend of mine…”

By swMusic (?) on 9th December 2008 at 11:22 pm

It is difficult to capture the emotions of a 12 year old boy who listened to the Beatles on a record for the first time during the Christmas Season of 1963. My grandfather was a bit progressive and took me to the Beacon Record store in Providence, RI where I purchased, for less than $2.50, the Beatles VJ release. Well, that is when the affair started for me with all the boys; after all I was a boy too and the guys were only 10 years older than me; not much older than a big brother. From the start it was John who captured my admiration. You’ve read the descriptions: cute Beatle, quiet Beatle, sad Beatle…but John was the Beatle: spokesman, leader, voice, wit and soul. He led the way and became the voice and attitude of youth in America. For some of us, it continues, long after his terrible assassination in 1980. Time’s cover after his murder so aptly noted it as the day the music died! Well, it certainly was the shock of my cultural life but not the end. Almost 30 years later, now 57, I still am as excited by John’s contribution to our lives as I was during the golden years when he was with us. From the frenzy surrounding his comments regarding the fact that the culture of the day was more interested in the Beatles than Jesus, to his strong efforts to see War, all Wars as wrong, to his self indulgence during the “lost years” after he left his band to grow-up, he pioneered for us a path many of us would also travel. For those of us who have survived, we have been blessed with the ability to continue to remember his life, his contributions and his ability to make one laugh at life’s crap and ourselves when we need to. When Advent comes each year, it is ironic that I think of John Lennon at the same time I think of the meaning of the birth of Jesus Christ, God Bless John! SWLowery

By robertlonzo (?) on 10th December 2008 at 8:04 am

Much Love

By DaBall (?) on 10th December 2008 at 7:33 pm

I remember it like a bad dream. I went to the corner store in the morning and saw the headline. It was like a piece of me had been taken away. I cried and felt no shame in it. A few hours later my life long friend called to make sure I was ok. He knew what I’d be going through. I cried again and told him the spirit would still live on. Twenty-eight years later, it still does.

Give Peace a Chance
War is over

By macaco (?) on 12th December 2008 at 6:12 pm

I first knew about the Beatles and John in 1979 when I was 11 years old and an english teacher played ud Here comes the sun ,Hello Goodbye .I thought the Beatles were a 1979´s band back then.After that Beatlemania arrived to a child´s life and I collect every recording by the Beatles and with the years I was interested in their solo careers too.I´m a musician and I learned to play
all beatles songs and I had and still have a book of sheet music called Solo Lennon .In this previous sentences I was talking about all the time about John even if it seems I was talking about me.
That´s how the creative mind of John affected, affects and will affect ,many people in many different eras cause I think that is important about John is that he had something to say , have courage enough to say it and he did not compromise and that´s what I think makes a true artist.
It´s important too the happinnes and beauty he have offered to this world trough his art .Everytime I play a John Lennon album I know I´m going to hear
someone honest, brave and creative.
I heard about his death when I was 12 years old and I feel sad the way a 12 years old feel sad.
But now I´m 40 and I´m not sad.I´m proud of John Lennon cause his art BREATHES.

By Joel Wisotsky (?) on 12th December 2008 at 7:40 pm

I meet you both in a courtroom in manhattan a long time ago.
I wish you well.
Here is the story.

O.K. alright, is it time to start something that I have let take up room in my head for sometime now; writing a story.
I always felt that I never had the time to do it, so now I’ve got the time.
A few times in my life so far I told a story to someone and heard back, something to the effect “Joel, you should write that down.” Yeah easy to say and hard to do. Anyone that ever told that to me I liked. It is nice to appreciated.

SO now I sit here thinking about which one.
Ok here is one.

Joel Meets John Lennon and Yoko Ono.

Yup it did really happen to me. I had a friend or maybe I can say he was more acquaintance. His street name was Robert. J. He was a neighborhood guy that drove a cab.
Oh yeah, this was up in the Bronx, Kingsbridge sometime in the 70’s. At the time I hung out at local Irish bar, it was the office. R had been a golden gloves fighter at some point in the past.
Well one day I am in the bar and Robert comes in and tells he wants to talk with me about a problem that he wanted help with. I really don’t remember if I was having coffee or something with a greater bite. “O.K. Robert what is the problem?” He take out a blue covered document, which I knew right away were “court papers” He hands it to me, while giving a level eye to eye look and tells me “you are the only guy that I know that wears a suit to work.”
O.K, I think I got it, read the papers and tell him what he needs to do, yeah that should do it, I hope.

So I gaze at the top sheet and it is a cease and desist order from the Feds, telling Robert to stop selling counterfeit posters of Farrah Fawcett. Hey, Robert I explain to him my take on what he must do to stay out of trouble. To which he explains that he’ll stop if he gets a date with the girl. Nice, I think he has high hope for sure. “No Robert” that will never happen, that only people in the courtroom will be lawyers, no star. He asks me “so I can I get her to come?”
It is just not going to happen that way Robert, I reply. Oh well then I’ll explain what I want in the courtroom to the judge. Robert I tell him the only that you can say is that you’ll stop.
He thinks this over and asks me if I’d go to court with him on the appointed day and time.
Sure I tell him but only as your friend. Why not it should be interesting, I am thinking.

I recall going up in the elevator with Robert, and pressing him to don’t say that I am your lawyer, just a friend, and please don’t tell the judge that you want a date. You see R had relatives that print these posters on the cheap and Robert just won’t be stupid enough to expose where the posters came from.
So the elevator doors open and we get off. I look around and see a small crowd outside of one of the two courtroom doors on the floor. I go over and ask some one in the crowd, “What is the fuss about?” He tells me that John Lennon and Yoko Ono are in the courtroom. “Oh boy” I think I am going in there, no way am I passing up a chance to met them in person in a controlled space. Just one thing to do 1st, I tell R to wait for me outside the door of the courtroom that he’ll be in; we have sometime before it is due to start. So in I go. There is John Lennon and Yoko Ono, sitting together a few rows back by themselves. Great! I sit down next to John and introduce myself to both of them, he asks if I want an autograph, sure I answer, but what are you two doing here? I ask. He explains that is about copyright protection. “Oh I see,” I say. Then I ask them if they’d might be hungry. I tell them that Chinatown is really nearby. John’s point to the group of lawyers on the opposite side of the courtroom and says “those guys are trying their best to steal from me.” Then he points to the lawyers on his side of the room and says “if we leave here then my lawyers will steal from me also.” I shake John’s hand and wish him and Yoko good luck. There is somewhat more to that part of the story, but I’d have to know you, before I’d tell it.
Well, After John and Yoko, tell me “no” to leaving the courtroom,
I excuse myself and go and find Robert standing outside of the courtroom door where hearing is to be held. He is as cool as a cucumber. On that floor of Foley Sq. there were only two courtrooms on the floor. The one that John and Ono were in was small compared to the one that Robert was in. The courtroom that I found myself in could seat a few hundred people. When we walked in there were 3 people from the U.S. attorney’s office. Not bad I thought. The judge comes in and the bailiff does he thing. The prosecutor guy explains the order that Robert has been served with. And then, the judge looks and in our direction and ask “well that seems clear enough, do you, Robert, understand?” Robert stands up alone, and answers “Yes your honor, I have one question that I’d like to ask. Please.” I just know what the question is, but I really don’t know what the response will be. So all I can do is hope for the best. “Your honor the only reason that I did this was in the hope that Farrah would meet me once for a date.” Robert says. Yes, he is not going to go without asking for what he wants, Yes! The judge replies “The Federal court system isn’t a dating service.” And then wraps up the proceedings. We both get to go home.
All you need is love.

By ron jake (?) on 14th December 2008 at 4:02 am

john is my favorite among the beatles. he’s the man and the best!
even he’s dead, still in our hearts a joyful moment just like he’s still lives.

and for all the broken hearted people living in the world agree there will be an answer. LET IT BE…. OH YEAH…. LET IT BE…THERE WILL BE AN ANSWER LET IT BE…….

By Charles R. Ott, Jr. (?) on 17th December 2008 at 9:00 am

My name is Charles Ott and I am an artist/illustrator from Pittsburgh, PA. My entire life, I have enjoyed the music of the Beatles, it is timeless. My wife and I discovered a recent treasure which I would like to share with all of you. I wrote this poem for John Lennon when I was twelve years-old and recently found it on the inside sleeve of the “Double Fantasy” record my father had bought one Christmas for me.

Imagine A World Without John

Liverpool lad, rock-n-roll Dad
He had a dream, a dream that came true
To play in a band and “man” how they grew
By the tender age of sixteen he had compiled a crew
With a couple of skiffle blokes and an artist named Stu
The Quarrymen they were named in honor of their school and they played for two years
Until depression plagued John from Julia’s tears
John met Paul, who too could play and sing
They marveled at their American idols; Berry, Holly & The King
A friendship and songwriting partnership at St. Pete’s formed on that Summer day
With two pieces of the Beatlemania puzzle, they were well on their way
From Rickenbackers, to mop tops to cool classy Cavern beats they set Liverpool and Europe on fire
To that February night on Sullivan to a somber JFK nation, they were adored and admired
From their first day long session with Martin on “Please, Please Me”
To their final rooftop concert in January cold and the film, “Let It Be”
Their songs were messages of peace and of love
Sent through you, I and Heaven above
Across the Universe
I envision John lying in the tall grass of Strawberry Fields making shapes of the clouds
The world was his playground canvas and here all are allowed
IMAGINE

By Andrijana Miloradovic (?) on 18th December 2008 at 4:03 am

IMAGINE the world without John Lennon.
IMAGINE each of us without the fruits of his spirit..
It appears in the very same line with the alphabet, Bible,lullabies and a few other things that we bring through our lives as granted, given knowledge.. it is just a vital part of everyone’s bildungs history, I say everyone’s - even those who didn’t hear a song of them, those who embrace the Stones in famous animosity :)..
Lennon is much more than the Beatles. He is above it, just like he is above the time.

By Jude Montoya (?) on 18th December 2008 at 5:44 pm

I was 2 years old when we lost John lennon. Even as a young as I was, I remember waking up looking forward to hearing the Beatle albums my parents had near our stereo. John was my favorite…I loved his name and his voice. It was so chilling to hear him sing stuff like “This Boy” and “A Day In the Life”. I remember the night he was shot. My dad carried me into a Circle K gas station and bought a newspaper with John on it. My parents kept shutting off the TV so I wouldn’t find out. But, eventually I did and it hurt. It was my first experience with death and I remember feeling very empty listening to the song “Nowhere Man”. I felt like something vauable had been taken away from me.
Even now, as I am 30 yrs old - the pain is there. When I visited the Dakota building in NYC, I broke down in tears and I couldn’t deal with it. I’m not one of those people who claims to have his spirit with them or the type of guy who isn’t all here. It’s more of a feeling that music is my life and John Lennon was a big part of my musical influence. John was a living and breathing human being who decided that he wanted to make something with his life. God gave him the gift of artistic talent and the right connections to make his talent known. Whether it be with Yoko, The Beatles, or Julia…John was placed with these people to become stronger. He didn’t have an easy life, but he made the best of it all. To me, he was like an old soldier that fought and fought for what he thought was right and gained the support of everyone who was concious enough to realize that what he was doing was right. It is because of this that we remember this man and we all cry in one way or another when we see stuff like the twin towers falling, suicide bombers taking the lives of innocent people, and even something like a kid getting bullied at school. It’s all immature and there has to come a time when we all see that both men and women are created equal, that my religion and your religion are no reason to fight over, that jealousy will get you no where, and that it is better to love than to hate. So, I pray this year and every year after that Peace and Love come to the hearts and minds of every human being that inhabits this planet earth and that we remember that we’re not alone in our thoughts. If hatred exists, we must deal with it and control it. If we all share the same dream, it will become reality. And, if I was present in NYC on December 8, 1980 - I would’ve taken the bullet for John - without a second thought. His voice is much louder than mine, but because of the love and respect I have for him, I am a part of his voice.

By bmbv (?) on 22nd December 2008 at 2:48 pm

John was a wonderful singer/songwriter. He spoke from the heart. The peace
sign he drew is tatooed on my upper left arm…it is a symbol that I feel very strongly about. I try to live my life honoring that concept. I can only imagine the work he would be doing now had he not died way too soon and violently.

By Bradley Smith (?) on 23rd December 2008 at 4:03 am

that’s why you appreciate them: there is noone else quite like them! This what is what Lennono is to me

By Mr. Kim Johnson (?) on 2nd January 2009 at 4:37 am

Wonderful website…thank you for providing it, and for providing the Imagine Peace Tower in Iceland…an excellent tribute to the late John Lennon whose words and actions still inspire millions of people around the earth to promote peace and love among all people, all around the world.

By JOHN TOWNSEND (?) on 4th January 2009 at 10:28 am

This has prompted another memory. December 1963 my first date with Miriam, later we married 1964, it was a Beatles Christmas show, the Astoria Finsbury Park I believe. John was the one that stood out, the cheeky lad who knew how to act, not only the fool but the wit of wisdom.

By Shati Faruque (?) on 5th January 2009 at 9:57 am

When I think of John Lennon there is a slight pause in my thoughts of him, because he was not a king or superior then the next human, He was everything that was real. That was the wonder of John Lennon. You can not define beauty it is an inconsolable rage. John reflected legendry beauty. He was true. He was a great rock musician. In everyway he was a sound weaver and the sound he created made the world seemed to look a little lighter, When one hears ‘Imagine’ the dream humanity shares comes alive. ‘Imagine’ conveyed and vocally projected, his dreams, our idealism for a world that is unrecognizable today from the war. ‘Give Peace a Chance’ wasn’t a passing glance the words were such powerful words it orchestrated a single hope. The hope still wonders on today. John evoked true beauty through his music I remember the first song I heard ‘Real Love’ ‘Isolation’ and ‘Working class Hero’ those songs captivated and inspired my level of higher ground knowledge of what real rock music is and remains my all time loved songs.
His death broke hearts around the world in many ways to many people but mine was greater because my Love and Respect is to him forever. I’ll never forget how he touched me with his music and art. When I glanced at the picture taken at central park and the smile captured it assured how the woman next to him made him complete and revere. The mirror of John Lennon was Yoko Ono Lennon.

By Paulo (?) on 7th January 2009 at 3:49 am

He was definitely a day dreamer and If I could, I definitely would get back 28 years ago when that idiot puled the trigger to save the life of a nice person, who taught us to love each other.

I’m from Costa rica and a huge fan of his.

Love to John forever.

P.S.: I really understand why John was a brother of NYC, and I really know why he loved Yoko

By Timind (?) on 11th January 2009 at 5:12 pm

As with many others here my first memories of John Lennon were on the Ed Sullivan show. His amazing wit and over the top personality blew me away. His music has always touched me deeply. It seems strange to say this but The Beatles’ music was a major influence on who I am today. Through the passage of time John’s music stays with me and still has an influence.
Although John Lennon was a human being with all that entails, his yearning for peace and brotherhood seemed absolutely sincere. I loved the man.
Peace.

By Kathy (?) on 5th February 2009 at 3:51 pm

I grew up with John Lennon. “Magical Mystery Tour” was the album that my brothers and I lip synched to when we were children - my parents had so many Beatles albums that it felt like I saw John’s face everywhere. I was very young when he was still alive - born in 1970. But I clearly remember the morning after the evening he was shot. I remember his face on the front page of our city’s newspaper. I was 10 then. I remember thinking how sad it was that the man that brought that great music - those albums I cherished - was now gone. I don’t have as many memories of John Lennon alive as I would have liked to have had. Only as an adult have I found the treasure of his music.
And I think what Yoko and John did in Amsterdam was amazing.