We all remember where we were at certain particular points in time when tragedy hits. On the night that John Lennon was murdered I was sitting in my room listening to records. I was 19 years old at the time. My mother opened the door and looked at me and said “I have some bad news, John Lennon was murdered.” Like all of us who heard the news at first, there was this complete sense of shock and pain that was incredibly intense the first couple of minutes. In a somewhat selfish sense, my first thought was, ” that’s it,
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