Cosell
This, we have to say it, remember this is just a football game, no matter who wins or loses. An unspeakable tragedy confirmed to us by ABC News in New York City. John Lennon, outside of his apartment building on the West Side of New York City, the most famous perhaps of all the Beatles, shot five times, rushed to Roosevelt Hospital, dead…on…arrival.
I was in 8th grade at the time John was shot and I remember hearing about John Lennon being shot and killed when I woke up for school that Tuesday morning. My friend Dave H was a big Lennon fan and I called him to let him know. He thought I was kidding him and we met for our walk to school and he was just nasty the whole time. I did not realize it at the time but he was more advanced in his thought process than I was at that time. It would be a few years before I would begin to feel on that type of level. Things I do remember about John Lennon. The Beatles were done before I was able to understand but as a child I spent a lot of time with my grandmother for some reason. Either being a helping hand, a handful, or an utter annoyance I seem to be around her so much. I think the reason was because she liked TV as much as I did. Her TV was always on which I now really only understand and really respect. She probably had the TV on MNF when Howard actually announced he was dead. Anyway there was one thing that I will always remember too was that she was also as selfish with what we watched as I am in my old age. She had two shows that you watched no matter what. Merv and Mike. The Merv Grifith show and the Mike Douglas show. Everyone left when she took control of the TV except for me and man did I reap the benefits of that. She would make us a tray of shortbread or some kind of cookie and a pot of tea. She would place the tray on this crappy vinyl three legged leg rest and the show began.
Getting back to John Lennon he seemed to be on Mike a lot. Him and Yoko were always making love calls and other performance art type things even though no one knew it was performance art at the time. John and Yoko would make random phone calls and tell people that answered that they loved them. This was during the war and during a time of total chaos in the US. Mike was amazed and goofed but the message was the same the whole time.. I love you... I love you man.. I love you stranger... The act simple, the call cheap, but the message very moving and deep.... So to all of those out there reading this... I love you... I love you man... I love you stranger.....Pssssstttt..Pass it on and pay it forward or whatever we do today...Oh thats right. No one thinks about world peace today
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