I dont know what to say other than FUCK that guy who shot him.

I wont say his name, he doesnt deserve to be known.

"where I was" between John Lennon and John Belushi.

But I know where I was for John Lennon and what I did that night.

The Beatles were or are a part of who I am, I cant explain it. I am a musician, sort of, and, well I cant explain it.

This is the one musical group, that literally changed the world.

They were lucky enough to be the right group, with the right music, with the right social consciousness, to affect the largest generation (and then some...).

I feel so lucky to have been a part of it.

to all who were a part of it.

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about twenty minutes earlier called me..”Hey! John Lennon’s dead!” I hung up on him thinking he was messing with me. But..I had a feeling, so I called my mom..”Mom? Is John Lennon dead?” It was one more thing to cry about that crappy night.

Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too

Before the Beatles.. After the Beatles.

Working an industrial job on 2nd shift, I had a minor accident which required stitches. After treatment, the supervisor who drove me and was watching TV in the waiting room told me John Lennon was shot dead.

while visiting NYC a few years ago....

....that weekend for the 10-minutes of silence. It was eerie, all those people so quiet - all that could be heard was an occasional bark from a dog or baby crying, and the overhead helicopters. There was a single chair on the stage, a portrait of John Lennon, and a boom box. After the 10 minutes, the boom box played "Imagine".

during these perilous times we’re facing, and what messages of encouragement, tolerance and endurance he would have given us through his music....

that night well, I was shocked and so sad that someone took this wonderful artist's life and he was part of the greatest group The Beatles. Who would want to kill a Beatle???? I was listening to his music all night.

I barely knew who John Lennon was when I heard he had been killed. I knew who The Beatles were, I just didn't know their names. (I was eleven when Lennon was murdered...) But I found out fast after it happened.

I also remember where I was when I heard Rebecca Shaeffer had been murdered. I was nineteen then, and absolutely in love with her. I was content with the reality that she was a television actress and I was a nobody. That was no big deal. Her murderer, though, thought 'If I can't have her...' God damn him...

I have a t-shirt with, “Imagine all the people living life in peace” I cry just thinking about it.....all living life in peace.....like that is EVER gonna happen. What a dreamer.