Remembering John Lennon

There’s nothing you can know that isn’t known.
Nothing you can see that isn’t shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be.
It’s easy.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

– All You Need is Love by The Beatles


The random discover of this graffiti on a sea wall found during a recent wine tasting trip to New Zealand’s Waiheke Island had us singing Beatles songs for the rest of the day. Of course, the more wine we tasted, the louder and possibly more off key we became. It was, you could say, our little tribute to the memory of the first superstar band and to John Lennon, who, sadly, was killed thirty years ago on December 8th, 1980.

Thirty years ago, on December 8th, I was on a plane flying from New Zealand to Los Angeles, my very first solo trip away from home. Back then, planes stopped in Honolulu for refuelling, so there was plenty of time to wander around the airport and see the newspaper headlines screaming out the news that  ‘John Lennon had been shot.

Can you remember where you were when you heard about Lennon’s death?

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