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This is a tribute to John Lennon from the point of view of one fan, with evocative photographs and illustrations, and an interactive page for fans' works.
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Imagine...a unique tribute that allows you to share your thoughts and memories of John Lennon with other throughout the world, wherever there are John Lennon fans.
The tribute is composed of 40 letters in the form of verse (one for each of John Lennon's brief years, with evocative illustrations and photographs of his New York City haunts.
- Interact with the book by adding your own writing, art, photography or memorabilia on the pages provided, transforming the book into your own, one-of-a-kind edition
- Interact with John Lennon as you follow his life journey from Liverpool, to Hamburg and the world, and finally to his beloved New York City
- Interact with others, as you share your work with friends and via a special web site, with other John Lennon fans around the world
Excerpt
We Heard the News
It was Howard Cosell's voice
Over the tail-end of a football game.
We sat for hours waiting to hear
That no, it wasn't.
We could not accept the telephones of the
world going haywire,
Tolling your death from coast to coast.
We were numb.
Flipping the dials and the knobs.
For a channel that would correct this mistake.
It was too late, they said.
And yes it was true
And confirmed.
Definitely. No question.
It was you
(not Paul)
who was dead...
and the joke was on you,
and on us.
Yes, there was the photograph.
But nobody laughed.
So it was final.
We did what we could - as we had in the past.
For Bobby and Jack and Martin. Now you.
For all the golden chosen ones
Taken with the ultimate bang,
The assassin's true believable unreason of lead.
What could we do but gather and weep?
How could we handle our grief?
We played you over and over and over
And over once more.
But this time your voice wasn't enough.
And never would be again.
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