I did not have the chance this year to write a good John Lennon Story which is my annual memory of Walking Down the Streets of London on this sad sad day in December of 1980 while I was studying in London, Contemporary British Theatre and being approached by a gang of British Reporters who spotted me out of a crowd knowing I was an American with my 60/40 Sierra Raincoat on Me, Thanks Ketchie, which was the one that the German, Ralph Walter planted the Morracan Hasheesh in during the time I was traveling with him from Paris To Cologne Germany where he was arrested on the train without my knowledge that he was using me as a Mule...but back to describing how a gang of British Reporters can easily pick out an American Female in Europe because I had my High Top Dark Brown Leather Hiking Boots on along with my faded Blue Jeans......... I was speechless with their Microphone in my Face... ....I am rarely speechless but I was this particular Day.... as I walked away towards the Big Ben Clock Tower and Bridge to the Flag Shop feeling a deep sense of Lost for this Man, John Lennon.... John Lennon Imagine If You Can
Posted on: Fri, 19 Dec 2014 21:28:59 +0000
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