Tales of a Big City Hospital Nurse

My life as a wife, mother, and nurse.

Thursday, December 8, 2005

The world would never be the same.....



I was nine years old. I I had just come home from school and was watching TV when they interrupted the program I was listening to to announce that John Lennon had been shot and killed in New York City. I called my mother inconsolable. The music of the Beatles and Lennon had been so much a part of my life as a child, that him being killed was like losing someone I actually knew.

To this day, no music affects me like the Beatles' & Lennon's music does.

W.

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