In my last year of college I worked as a negative film cutter
at a small edit house in a building west of Times Square...321 West 44th St just west of 10th.
In that building were many media companies, one of which was The Record Plant for some time, ending on this date 37 years ago,
he was working on his latest album at the record plant on the first floor...almost every morning, as we entered the building together, we wished each other a good day, one of us always holding the door for the other...
almost every evening, we left the building together,
always wishing each other a good evening, always the black limo waiting for him...
He was John Lennon...
except on this night 40 years ago, after wishing him well, I arrived home, turned on Monday Night Football to hear Howard Cosell announce that John Lennon had just been shot and killed...
to this day I still cry...
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