December 8th, 1980 is the day when John Lennon was shot by Mark Chapman.
I wanted to attend a memorial in front of the Dakoda (1 West 72nd St.) and in Strawberry field like last year.
Stupid me, I fell asleep for almost 4 hours while waiting in a friend's house in Upper West Side near the Dakoda.
Some people say John Lennon changed their lives. Last year, I went to a memorial with such a person. But, I don't know much about John Lennon. I still don't know about his dreams, what he wanted to accomplish, how he changed the world. All I know is that his music is so powerful that everyone have fond memories about his songs, and some people are dedicated enough to sing his songs all night in the cold. And they are all in one spirit. It is itself an amazing thing.
My memory of his songs is... that all throughout my first year in high school, I ONLY listened to the Beatles, ALL THE TIME. I hid an earphone under my uniform, and was always holding an ear like I am sleeping on my arm. I was never noticed even though I did it every class! I was on an earphone even when I go to a bathroom...
I am sure everyone has some sort of memory about John Lennon and the Beatles.
Anyway, I was thankful of people who stayed until I arrived well past 12am. I and Soyoung sang along. It always feels good to sing with other people.
I wish John Lennon a good rest. What would he think about this world now, I am curious?
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