Imagine

I was in Junior High School when Julie the rebel punk rocker ran into art class crying hysterically and wrote over the entire chalkboard that John Lennon was dead. At the time I knew he was one of the Beattles, but not sure which one.

I came across Lennon's memorial covered with flowers today, I think they were laid there to commemorate the 9-11 event. It has been 27 years now since Lennon was assasinated, and when I remember it I think about the most beautiful and most sad song I know.

Strawberry Field - Central Park