From: pamelajfk1@gmail.com   
      
   On Tuesday, December 20, 2005 at 11:06:17 AM UTC-6, roberta wrote:   
   > Not being a Beatles fan, I was surprised by my own reaction.    
   > I woke up on the morning of December 8, 1980 and flipped on the TV   
   > news as I always do. When I heard what had happened, I sat transfixed   
   > on the end of the bed and cried. My girlfriend came over and without   
   > saying a word, put her arm around me and hugged me close, rocking me   
   > like a baby.   
   > I'll never forget it.   
   > r   
   > On 8 Dec 2005 11:50:14 -0800, "Dylanstubs"    
   > wrote:   
   > >I think I was in 8th grade, and at the time frankly it didn't mean   
   > >anything to me whatsoever. It wasn't until years later,   
   > >post-psychedelics, that the enormous weight of that event hit me during   
   > >one of the anniversaries of his murder. Here's a guy just living his   
   > >life that was killed simply because some psycho decided he needed to   
   > >shoot him. What a motherfucking waste.   
      
   I have been a lifelong Beatles fan. John was my favorite. The edgy one.    
      
   I first saw them on TV from Edinburgh...it was their last luncheon show at the   
   Cavern Club. "Where did those chords come from?" I think was my first   
   reaction. I knew rock music would never be the same again...   
      
   I was also in Edinburgh, walking up Arthur's Seat with a friend, when I heard   
   Hey Jude for the first time. I sensed the end of the Beatles was near...   
      
   When I heard the news about John's death I went into a state of shock that   
   lasted almost a week. On my next trip to NYC I went to the Dakota and talked   
   with a garage attendant who had been there when it. happened. He walked me   
   through the events of that    
   afternoon and evening. He pointed out their apartment and saw Yoko's car in   
   the private courtyard...   
      
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