When I was young, John was never far from my thoughts and aspirations. I wanted to be more like him: Funny, purposeful, searching, talented.
The interesting thing is he still means so much to me. I see him as a true artist, one who could touch millions of people without pandering. I see him as a true human being, one who used his own frailties to reach others. He cared about the world. Imagine is his anthem to the world.
A page from my high school notebook
When John died, Yoko's message included their young son Sean's words: "Now daddy is part of God. I guess when you die you become much more bigger because you're part of everything."
Arguably the last song John wrote was Grow Old Along With Me:
I wish John could grow old along with Yoko. I wish John and all of us could have grown old together. We need him more than ever.
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I agree. I used to have a Beatles poster in my room and when he died I wrote the date on that poster...kept it for many years...It was the first time I cried when someone famous died. I was 12 years old.
Fabulous...absolutely fabulous...
"You say you've got a real solution
Well, you know
We'd all love to see the plan
You ask me for a contribution
Well, you know
We are doing what we can
But if you want money for people with minds that hate
All I can tell is, brother, you'll have to wait."
If only we all were so wise. Thanks for the lovely tribute, Maggie.
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