It blows my mind that it was 30 years ago that John Lennon was killed.
There are only a few things that I remember where I was and what I was doing when some "big thing" happened on this planet.
When Elvis died, I was on a vacation with my family.
When John Lennon was killed, I was working at McDonalds.
When the space shuttle blew up, I was working at a record store.
When the big Tsunami hit, I was at my home.
When Princess Diana died in the car wreck, I was at home.
When the World Trade Center was hit by terrorists, I was at work and heard it on the radio.
I hope to not sound shallow, but of the above (and the other big stuff that has happened), the World Trade Center tragedy and John Lennon's assassination are the two biggies.
In both cases I was depressed for a long time (weeks) afterward.
After I leave this planet, I will
1) Spend the first 10,000 years conversing with God one on one and "face to face",
And then hope to
2) Spend the next 100-300 years enjoying personal conversation with John Lennon.
I've got a long list of things I'd like to do for the next few million years, but that's another subject.
May John Lennon rest in Peace.