I’ll never forget Dec 8, 1980. My wife and I, married less than 2 years, about to turn in for the night when her Dad knocked on our door (in his house!) and told us John Lennon had been shot. […]
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I’ll never forget Dec 8, 1980. My wife and I, married less than 2 years, about to turn in for the night when her Dad knocked on our door (in his house!) and told us John Lennon had been shot. […]
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