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I see people are forwarding this post to their followers, but no one is posting. Maybe, like thenewgreen everyone is too young. So I'll start.

Fall 1980 was my first semester as a graduate student at McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario. I had a radio in my office which I shared with three other grad students. I recall turning on my radio and realizing that it was playing nonstop Beatles and John songs. At one point, the announcer mentioned that John had been shot.

What's odd is that I can't remember if it was around midnight that night - I often worked in my office all night finishing papers or marking - or if it was the next morning. I do remember wondering why they were playing all Beatles, hearing the announcement, and feeling so disheartened with the world.