It's been 30 years since the night I came home from seeing The Elephant Man and my Mom told me that John Lennon had been shot and killed. I immediately turned on the radio to hear the tributes that were already on the air. I remember writing in my journal that night, expressing my hurt, disbelief and outrage! That some lunatic would take the life of someone who was a great artist, who wanted to talk about peace. Make love, not war.
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