| Location | New York, New York |
| Age | 40 years |
| Cause of Death | Shot |
| Date of Birth | 09/10/1940 |
| Date of Death | 08/12/1980 |
| Visitors | 8,990 since 09/10/2009 |
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John Winston Lennon was one of the most talented songwriters and musicians of our time. His music is as timeless and relevant today as it was a generation ago. His songs and his actions revolutionized our music and our culture forever. He will always be remembered and missed, and his inspiration will endure forever.
In his remarkable lifetime, John Lennon and the Beatles achieved spectacular worldwide fame. No band before or after them has come close to the level of success and popularity that they attained. With his sometimes poignant, sometimes playful, and always compassionate lyrics, Lennon touched more than just his own generation. He and his band have influenced many generations to come.
Born in England in 1940, Lennon was a child of the second World War. As a young boy, Lennon lived in Liverpool primarily under the care of his aunt Mimi. Lennon's father had abandoned the family, and his mother Julia was unable to care for her son properly. She would later die in a car crash, and became a frequent subject of Lennon's song-writing. After a stint at Liverpool College of Art, Lennon formed a group called the Quarry Men with three boyhood friends, a group that would later become the Beatles.
Throughout the 1960s, Lennon and his band mates, George Harrison, Ringo Starr, and song-writing partner Paul McCartney had an extraordinary influence on rock and roll. Together with McCartney, Lennon wrote dozens of instant classics which lost none of their power in the decades that followed. These songs are so well known that their melodies and lyrics are recognized instantly all over the world. After meeting eccentric artist Yoko Ono in 1968, and separating from his wife Cynthia Powell, Lennon became increasingly active in peace efforts and began a successful career as a solo artist. On his own, he released many wildly popular albums, the most well-known of which being Imagine.
The shooting of John Lennon on December 8, 1980 shocked and horrified the entire world. He was gunned down outside his hotel in New York City by Mark David Chapman, a crazed fan from Honolulu. The Beatles' song "Come Together" predicted with uncanny accuracy what would happen in the days that followed β the world truly came together in grief. John Lennon is notable for more reasons than would fit in a book, and it is hard to boil his life down to a few paragraphs. However, his greatest achievement was probably bringing the Beatles to such a level of popularity that their musical message of peace and love permeated the entire culture, affecting individuals across the globe.
Reportedly. as Lennon was dying in a New York hospital after being shot, the Beatles song "All my Loving" began playing over the hospitals P.A. system. The reaction to the shooting was immediateβ in fact, before Lennon's death was even announced, a crowd of horrified fans had gathered in the hospital's courtyard, some praying on their knees.
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Thinking of you at Christmastime
You're in my thoughts today
You've only gone to Heaven
To watch over us each day.
Today we'll spend together
just like we always do
I'm sending Christmas Wishes
with love
from me to you.
Christmas blessings
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~ GOODNIGHT GODBLESS ANGEL ~
`♥ Christmas Without You`♥
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Christmas without you here with me,
can never possibly be the same.
But I carry an Angel within my heart;
one so precious, who has your name.
An Angel forever watching over me,
at Christmas time, and over the year.
Although you can't be here anymore,
inside my heart, you are so very near.
There is no special present for you,
wrapped up under my Christmas tree.
But I have a greater gift to give to you;
all the love you can still feel from me.
No, Christmas time without you here,
could not ever possibly be the same.
But, I have had the precious gift of you,
and the memories and love, will remain.
οΏ½ Pamela Hall
All my love Sylvie
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31 years ago today the world lost a legend r.i.p xx
WHY GOD MAKES KIDS
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God makes little children
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.
He gives each to an angel
And says take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town.
Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place.
He gives the angel with it
A big soul full of grace.
God does so love those children
It's all that He can do
To let the Angel take them
But he loves the mother's too.
And so he says I'll lend you
This little one of mine
The angel folds it's love
About the special gift divine.
The angel watches over
The child both day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light
God makes so many children
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially
We don't know why or when
He whispers to its Angel
Bring the child back to me
The angel sees a lovely sight
That someday we may see
It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering him tiny children
Whose souls are shining bright
God does so love those children
Whos souls are never dim
And how he loves those parents
Who give them back to him.
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love Sylvie
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Merry Christmas to you. your music is still great to hear over the radio. it always will be. i send love to you from earth to Heaven
" Working Class Hero "
This song has always meant a lot to me,
One of the best,
Don't you agree,
A fellow scouse,
Thats what i am,
Those lyrics you wrote formed me,
...............So thanks a lot man.....
The world could use you now, maybe if more people really listend to your lyrics and understood them, we would have a better world to live in today.
♥♥♥♥.... GIVE PEACE A CHANCE....♥♥♥♥
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