Twenty-five years ago, I woke up on a normal weekday to ready myself for another day in the life of some anonymous head banger 17 year old in grade 12.
CFTR AM radio – one of the few stations we picked up in Parry Sound in the mid-70’s, gave me the news that day – and oh boy.
First class was American history. The teacher was a total tool but we didn’t care that day.
Even though my generation was a wee bit young to remember the Beatles to any measurable extent – we did know about Wings and we knew about Lennon… they we were a part of our lives.
And Lennon was a man of peace above else.
And we could use a few more like him these days.