Comments on: Sharing The Loss of John Lennon http://xponentialmusic.org/blogs/885mmmm/2007/08/31/sharing-the-loss-of-john-lennon/ Just another Xponentialmusic.org weblog Sat, 06 Sep 2008 00:31:13 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=wordpress-mu-1.2.1 By: Donna Greenberg http://xponentialmusic.org/blogs/885mmmm/2007/08/31/sharing-the-loss-of-john-lennon/#comment-7916 Donna Greenberg Thu, 06 Sep 2007 01:23:01 +0000 http://xponentialmusic.org/blogs/885mmmm/2007/08/31/sharing-the-loss-of-john-lennon/#comment-7916 I had to teach the day after John Lennon was shot. I put a black armband on and my students asked if one of my relatives had died. I said, "Yes." Seven years later, I named my son Julian, in honor of John. His ideals live on in many of us who came of age in the 60s, and we still believe in saving the world, one person at a time. Give peace a chance....and all you need is love. I had to teach the day after John Lennon was shot. I put a black armband on and my students asked if one of my relatives had died. I said, “Yes.”

Seven years later, I named my son Julian, in honor of John.

His ideals live on in many of us who came of age in the 60s, and we still believe in saving the world, one person at a time. Give peace a chance….and all you need is love.

]]> By: Chuck Goushian http://xponentialmusic.org/blogs/885mmmm/2007/08/31/sharing-the-loss-of-john-lennon/#comment-5738 Chuck Goushian Sat, 01 Sep 2007 03:44:34 +0000 http://xponentialmusic.org/blogs/885mmmm/2007/08/31/sharing-the-loss-of-john-lennon/#comment-5738 I went to bed the night of Dec. 8th, completely oblivious to what had occurred. My Mom woke me early the next morning and told me the news of John's murder. The first words out of my mouth were, "Shut Up". Something I had never dared utter to my Mother in my entire life. I thought that this could only be some sort of cruel joke (eventhough I know my Mom would never do something like that to me). After all, who in their right mind would ever do such a thing? As it turned out, it wasn't a joke. It was all too real. I went to bed the night of Dec. 8th, completely oblivious to what had occurred. My Mom woke me early the next morning and told me the news of John’s murder. The first words out of my mouth were, “Shut Up”. Something I had never dared utter to my Mother in my entire life. I thought that this could only be some sort of cruel joke (eventhough I know my Mom would never do something like that to me). After all, who in their right mind would ever do such a thing?
As it turned out, it wasn’t a joke. It was all too real.

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