Dear readers and fellow bloggers:
Good morning. Today we celebrate the birthday of one of the greatest musicians of our generation, John Lennon, co-founder of the Fab Four with Paul and George (Ringo came later). He had a very trying childhood as first his sailor father abruptly disappeared one day without leaving any traces and then his troubled mother absconded too: raised by a tender aunt, he managed to become an enlightened composer and gifted guitarist.
When he was five years old, his parents decided to separate for good and put him in a terribly hurtful bind when they confronted him with a question. “I’m leaving for New Zealand,” his father said.”Who do you want stay with? Me? Or your mother?” John candidly initially chose his father but when he was about to leave their flat in dreary Manchester, he broke out in tears and raced to embrace his mother. He stayed there. Can you imagine that if it weren’t for that totally fortuitous coup de coeur, we would have been deprived of the magic music of the Fab Four, changing our adolescence forever?
How many times have we cheered, laughed and even cried with his compositions? He is an indissoluble part of our past and heritage. While we listen again to Imagine, let us raise a glass of wine, or a stout better still, tonight in honor of his unique life and legacy. We always have the impression that he never left us that tragic day in New York City but entered into a parallel realm of inspiration for all his sensitive, peace-loving admirers.
What do you think? Please tell us.
Don’t leave me alone.