"You can knit a sweater by the fireside...Sunday mornings, go for a ride..." -- John Lennon
Today's post is dedicated to the memory of John Lennon, who was murdered 25 years ago today.
So, dear knitters, whilst I prepare my next knitting post and try to get back on track with my knitting blog, and reel it back in to the topic of knitting, where were YOU when you learned that John Lennon had been shot?
I was in college at Louisiana State University. I was working at the campus radio station, WPRG-FM, which is where I met my husband. There was a spontaneous memorial the following night, held on the levee, next to the Mississippi River. Thousands of people were there. It was cold and damp and windy. I wore a favorite knit scarf and sweater under my windbreaker. We all held candles and cupped the flames in our palms so the wind wouldn't extinguish them. Many people brought guitars. We sang "Give Peace a Chance" and other songs. We cried and hugged each other.
Yes John, we will still need you when we're sixty-four. And for long after that.
My guitar gently weeps.