I was in bed, sick with the flu, when my friend John called. "It's terrible!" he said. "Yeah, I feel awful." But he was sobbing--John Lennon had been killed, seven blocks away from where I lived. Later, I went with my friend Dominick to the vigil. I miss John Lennon to this day.
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Date: 2015-12-09 01:56 am (UTC)From:Hope your friends cheer you up!