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Originally Posted by Debbie D
Feb. 1964-watching the Beatles on Sullivan Show...I was 8. Said "They're goofy." Dad said, "They're going to be real popular." Understatement if I ever heard one.....
Dec. 8, 1980-The night John Lennon was killed. Weirdly, it changed my life. I hadn't even bought his and Yoko's album, but his death did something to me. I read all the interviews he'd done right before his death, and it opened my mind up to reading many things that made me think about reality and why we're here. Began photography, writing, exploring New Age thinking...
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How could I forget those. Well, I haven't but they really hit me hard. LOL the Sullivan show, my best friend and I were watching it on our tiny black and white TV and we were both crying our heads off, just like the rest of the crazy fans. I was instantly in love with John Lennon while I watched all the girls around me fainting over Paul.
December 8.
Yes, my hero died. My then little girl was sleeping in bed with me. I was 30 something and going to college and was laying in bed reading a text and had the Saturday Night Live show on. When they broke in with the news about Lennon...well, I mourned for a long time. I'll never forget the worldwide candlelight vigil and moments of silence that one night in his memory. Both my daughter and I sat in a dark living room with candles lit respecting the moments of silence. Sigh. I do think his death was a huge loss for humanity. I can just see him now! I believe he would still be an inspiration.