just another ex-jazz-musician/proto-rapper/Jersey-Irish-poet-actor/print-junkie/film-raptor/beat-hipster-"white Negro"-rhapsodizer/ex-hippie-punk-'60s-radical-organizer's take on all things cultural, political, spiritual & aggrandizing
seems yesterday is that far awaythat time does flyand notnot a minute goes bywhen someone closeleaves usso when i read thisand recall where when whoi was some time agoi let go of all become smallthank you for sharing this.~robert
I'll never forget that night. We were at a Stevie Wonder concert at the Oakland Coliseum. Someone came out and whispered something in Stevie's ear and you could see right away that something was terribly wrong. He announced John's death and the whole place gave out a gasp of disbelief followed by a murmur of grief and sorrow. Stevie dedicated the remainder of the show to John. Yeah, I miss him too. ~Willy
I can only relate two events during my lifetime to exactly where I was and what I did when I got the news. Lennon's death. And the fall of the Berlin Wall.
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