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I was a few weeks short of my tenth birthday and was already a die-hard Beatles fan. My mom tells me that I could sing Beatles songs before I could talk. I can still remember that morning vividly. My clock radio went off and I heard the DJ say, "John Lennon was shot and killed last night." I remember thinking that I must still be dreaming. I went into the kitchen to ask my mom if I heard what I thought I heard...and I found her in tears.

It was devistating for me. John Lennon was one of my childhood heroes and he was gunned down in the street by a madman.

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