although i have many memories of him, 2 are distinct:
-in 1965, i saw him on tv.
he was being a clown, putting a child-size tshirt against his chest, and he flashed the doofiest smile for the camera.
as a little girl, i thought it was hysterical and recognized that possibly i was developing my first crush.
- in 1980, my grandpa died.
he lived in nyc (queens).
as we were driving up to the funeral home, there was a newspaper with huge headlines, stating john lennon had been shot and killed.
i recall the absence of my brother, who was too upset to go to grandpa's funeral (because of john's death).
i have his greatest hits cd.
a talented man, indeed.
happy birthday, johnny boy.