Strange days indeed
Dec. 8th, 2005 01:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
days_unfoldingIt's hard to believe that it's been twenty-five years since John Lennon was shot. I remember that quite well. My friend Dge called me from Omaha and told me that he had been shot. I didn't believe her until I turned on the news. I stayed up for two days watching the news.
I noticed when I became older than he was when he died. When he died, I was 18, and from the vantage point of 18, 40 is older than dirt. So somehow I became older than dirt -;)
I can't imagine caring so much about a celebrity as I did then.
I haven't listened to the Beatles in years.
R.I.P. John Lennon
I noticed when I became older than he was when he died. When he died, I was 18, and from the vantage point of 18, 40 is older than dirt. So somehow I became older than dirt -;)
I can't imagine caring so much about a celebrity as I did then.
I haven't listened to the Beatles in years.
R.I.P. John Lennon
