If you want to pick your dividing point from the laid-back 70’s to the me-me-me 80’s, you could make a good case for December 8, 1980.
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If you want to pick your dividing point from the laid-back 70’s to the me-me-me 80’s, you could make a good case for December 8, 1980.
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Isn’t that the day John Lennon died?
I’ve told this story before – i came home from the funeral parlour where my grandfather’s viewing had been, sat down at the typewriter to compose an apazine entry … and looked upo at the AP news crawl on cable that i had on and it said John Lennon was dead.
As i said at the time – in three days time, the man who taught me a lot about how to live and the man who helped me learn to love … gone.
At least these days i have a slightly more positive connection for the day – two years after John stepped on a rainbow, my grand daughter’s father was born…
For me it was two dividing points, the 1980 election and Lennon’s assassination. Those were the two events that, for me, divided the forward movement and raised consciousness of the late ’70s from the rich-get-richer, poor-get-poorer ensuing quarter century (in which we’re still mired, alas).
I never thought of it that way, but I have to agree. Although I was much more of a McCartney fan than Lennon, the news dropped me in my tracks. A sophomore in highschool, I almost didn’t go to school. I brought my portable radio with me, and between classes and any free moment the entire class gathered around somberly to listen for any news at all. Truly, it was the Dallas of my generation.
You know me Glenn, I’ve just got to be different. My dividing point falls 4 years later on April 1, 1984.
But I do remember Lennon’s death.
“…the day the music died…”
I was a senior in High School. I brought my guitar
with me to school the next day and played John’s songs in between classes some comfort that eluded my alienated soul.
How badly today’s world needs John Lennon.
War Is Over If You Want It.