As always i was walked to work on a dark winters english morning ,i started work at 7.00am ,my workmate whose house i passed always waited for me, came running up to me ."JOHN LENNON has been shot" he said ,  he`ll be allright i said on he`s dead .I just was not having that he was dead .When got to work the news was on i dont remember what they were saying i was numb .the radio station [bbc radio 1]played beatles and john lennon all day ,there was no reaction from me , i was only 18 i had a beatle maniac for over 5 years lived and breathed beatles ,only the year before i had seen mccartney at manchester both nights, thery were talk of JOHN LENNON touring next year it was a good time to be a beatle fan .
I got home from work the first news came on the t.v. 6.45pm i sat there silent ,i think i must have watched 3 minutes and i cryed , i was devestated i went upstairs to my bedroom i put a record on i normally did, for me that was the day music had died .Allthough it was 26 years ago as you read it was a day i`ve never forgotten and never will .

I had gone to Shoney's restaurant in Nashville, Tennessee for breakfast that morning.  I was buying a morning paper and looked at the headline through the box.  "John Lennon murdered," it read.  I was stunned.  It seemed impossible.  

I was listening to Hawkwind(!), when my brother came in the room and said that Lennon had been murdered. I simply didn't believe him, and carried on regardless. I was in a state of disbelief and sadness when I found out for sure.

I was in the 10th grade and it was a school night but I was up late which was unusual, I just couldn't sleep.  My oldest sister was watching The Tonight Show in the next room and I heard 'We interrupt this program for a special report..." and I just knew.  I knew one of them was gone.  I just couldn't believe some BASTARD just murdered John in cold blood and right in front of his wife. How sick is that??? I was so mad! What a waste!
A man that gave so much to the world, a man that was beloved by millions, a man who wanted peace, a man who was enjoying his life, being an artist, a husband, a father...
There's just no words.
Elton's song Empty Garden said it as best as anything.


What happened here
As the New York sunset disappeared
I found an empty garden among the flagstones there
Who lived here
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And now it all looks strange
It's funny how one insect can damage so much grain

And what's it for
This little empty garden by the brownstone door
And in the cracks along the sidewalk nothing grows no more
Who lived here
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And we are so amazed we're crippled and we're dazed
A gardener like that one no one can replace

And I've been knocking but no one answers
And I've been knocking most all the day
Oh and I've been calling oh hey hey Johnny
Can't you come out to play

And through their tears
Some say he farmed his best in younger years
But he'd have said that roots grow stronger if only he could hear
Who lived there
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
Now we pray for rain, and with every drop that falls
We hear, we hear your name

Johnny can't you come out to play in your empty garden

  

Lyrics that touch the soul ...

I've got that record...the only one by Elton John I actually have...weird innit
Isn't Elton the Godfather of Julian?

Quoted from Kate

[...]Isn't Elton the Godfather of Julian?

You meant Sean, didn't you?  

Yah's, that'd be corerect

10 and a half, 11 yrs. old. At home. I told my mom, I 'll bey my brother was freaking out when he heard it.

I wasn't even born yet, but when I became a fan and read a old news article about the death, I was devasteted. I mean really hurt, for real.
I knew John was dead, of course, but the reading about it.... I think I cried and cursed the damn psyko who did that (shot on the back? Coward! Like I were in the Wild West... )... I was 13 at the time.

Sadly, I was only two years old at the time,  my mom said she fell to her knees in pure shock. I remember feeling a loss about it when I was old enough to understand.

I know people don't wan't people posting who werent there- and I wasn't there, but I can share my parent's reactions from what they have told me..

I was to be born exactly nine years later than John Lennon's death by the way, almost to the minute. It's a weird coincedance. Especially given that nine was such a special number for John.

Anyway yeh my parents were driving on the motorway in the fast lane, heard it on the radio and slowed right down in the shock to about 40mph- which was quite dangerous for the fast lane. I think it was my Dad that was driving. He eventually got his senses together and pulled into the nearest service station, where they remained for a few hours because they were so much in shock and trembling that they thought it would be dangerous to get back into the car. When they eventually got home, they did a small meditation for John (theyre the hippy-ish spiritual sorts!).

It gets me all teary and worked up just thinking about his death  

Quoted from GreenApple

I was listening to Hawkwind(!), when my brother came in the room and said that Lennon had been murdered. I simply didn't believe him, and carried on regardless. I was in a state of disbelief and sadness when I found out for sure.

Seems like a lot of people reacted that way. I did the same thing when my cousin told me that morning. I thought she was playing a cruel joke.

I wasn't born yet

I wasn't even born! I born in May 22, 1988. I remember my mother told me that she didn't believe it when she first heard it. Her brother was a big Beatles fan, he always played Beatles records, but she never really cared about them, even she kinda hate them (!) because she was a Monkees fan  . But she was really impressed about the story anyway. Everyone were shocked, it was a historic moment, one of the most important episodes of 1980.