I was 7 years old at the time living in Glastonbury. We'd got up early to travel to Milton Keynes where relatives lived and as usual Dad had switched the radio on and almost immediately the DJ announced that John Lennon had been shot dead at his Dakota residence. I remember it so clearly.
My Dad slumped into a chair and the disbelief on his face and my Mum's was clear to see. Although I knew the Beatles music, I was a little too young to understand the impact of what the DJ had just said. The car journey to Milton Keynes was very silent and obviously when we met with relatives, it was John Lennon that was the only topic of conversation.
My Dad was particulary upset at John Lennon's death and I'd never really seen him like that before. It was only a few years ago that I actually found out the reason why.
My Dad had grown up in Liverpool and attended the Cavern Club on many occasions. He got to know the Beatles pretty well before they became famous and he would often share a drink or two with John before and after shows. My Dad never really discusses those days at all and I still can't remember how I got him talking about it, but to hear his stories of spending time with John Lennon and the other Beatles was pretty special.
These days John Lennon is just as popular now as he was when he was alive. Mark Chapman may have taken John Lennon from the world but he could never take John Lennon's spirit and musical legacy from us. That will remain with us forever.
Thinking back to this event, it is tragic.
I remember watching Monday Night Football at home when Howard Cosell announced that John Lennon had been shot. I was only 9 years old at the time.
I wish I had the pleasure of seeing the Beatles perform as I am sure they would have played many more times together if they had had the opportunity.
My daughter was two months old and the health visitor called, I was crying because of the murder and all the health visitor kept saying was "You've got post natal depression."
"No I haven't, John Lennon has been murdered."
"No you've got post natal depression."
I shouted back "John Lennon is dead! Shut up, I have not got post natal depression."
I was devestated, absolutely distraught. Mark Chapman should rot in hell. My mom was in picking up her Christmas outfit.
I was three year old and my dad was showing me how to draw on the steamed up windows. I remember him stopping dead and turning the radio in the car up. "Oh, my God," he said, "John Lennon's been shot."
I had no idea who Lennon was then but now I am a massive fan and my life has been influenced in many ways by the man and his legacy.
I have been to the Dakota and Strawberry fields several times and look forward to being there again.
I never thought it would be possible to miss someone I never knew. But I do.
I was out Kyle Van Noy Jersey having dinner with friends. As I paid my bill, the manager, who was a fried, asked if I'd heard the news about John Lennon.
Excitedly, my first thought was that he'd announced plans to do a concert tour of the US. When he told me Lennon had just been shot, I felt like someone had hit me with a club, and Kyle Van Noy Womens Jersey my insides sank.
The effect on my brother, who was also present, was outwardly violent, as Lennon was his idol. He burst into tears openly in the parking lot outside the restaurant.
I was eighteen years old and living in Denver, Colorado I grew up with the Beatles music pouring out of our radio, in our tenement flat in Glasgow, Scotland during the sixties.
I was sitting with my mom watching TV. It was about 8:30pm Rocky Mountain Time, when along the bottom of the screen, like Eric Ebron Kids Jersey ticker tape, the news of Lennon being gunned down in NY appeared.
Several days later a two minute silence occurred. On that day, my good friend Jane Thompson and myself drove her 1962 Volkswagen over to Washington Park. We sat down on a bench and reflected at the chosen time his life, his music and how it had affected our lives. We let our minds wander and I thought of white feathers.
The day after John was shot, my dour Northern grandfather was told the http://www.lionsauthenticofficial.com/authentic-eric-ebron-jersey.html news. "That's the best bloody news I've heard all week," was his reaction.
I didn't share it. I remember shivering on the football pitch in Bolton the following morning at school, letting goals whizz past and not really taking it all in.
Come Christmas Day, I found that on the day John died, my Dad had bought the Beatles Rock 'n' Roll Music albums. Oddly enough he did the same some years later when Roy Orbison died, getting the Big O's greatest hits LP on the same day.
Find in Members
Find in Projects
Find in Channels
