On the morning of December 9th, my sister woke me up for school. I was in 9th grade then. She said, 'You'll never guess who died last night.' I asked her who, and she said John Lennon. We're so close in age and she knew the Beatles were my life and I thought it was one of those bad sibling jokes, so I told her to shut up. I turned on WLUP in Chicago and I caught Steve Dahl mid sentence saying "The man was shot, it wasn't like an overdose like so many rock stars", and I was just in shock. I had been watching Monday Night Football that night and went to bed about 45 minutes before Howard Cosell broke the news, so I missed his announcement. I still have all my newspapers from all over the place about it.