I was born too late to be really crazy about the Beatles. When teenage girls were screaming and fainting over the Fab Four, I was learning to spell my name and tie my shoes. I remember reading about John Lennon and Yoko Ono staging a “bed-in” in Amsterdam and another one later in Montreal. It’s an interesting idea; camping in a hotel room to protest a war. It might be worth trying if the room service was good. What I remember best about Lennon is his music. He wrote many of my favorite Beatles songs: The Long and Winding Road, Let It Be, Penny Lane, Hey Jude, Yesterday, and All You Need is Love. John Lennon was shot thirty years ago today by an obsessed fan who had recently acquired his autograph. I may not have been nuts about the Beatles, but I still felt a sense of loss.
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