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The Way I See It #76

The irony of commitment is that it's deeply liberating - in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Tribute with Gratitude

I'm a fan and have no problem saying so. I've owned all the music on vinyl, 8 track, cassette, CD and now MP3. I own and wear every T-shirt made with their image. I sometimes wear a pair of eyeglasses with a prescription that's no longer ideal . . . because the frames have John Lennon's name on them and I like that next to my head, very near my eyes.

Forty years ago at 11:35 a.m., the famous photo was taken. "Paul is dead" rumors abounded. Urban legend had it that there was a message in this picture of the four of them. George Harrison represented the grave digger. Paul McCartney was the dead man - no shoes on. Ringo Starr was the minister to say the services. John Lennon, dressed in white, was the angel who would accompany his professional twin to the next life. In reality, said John Lennon would be the first to go, 11 years later.

I've visited this crosswalk in London. I crossed the street in the same direction they did. I took very long strides like it seemed they did. I'd be there today among the crowd if I could. Check the yellow VW bug like the one Ex and I drove for 100,000 miles!

I can't say what the music of these four means to me. That night in February, 1964, they reached right out from the Ed Sullivan Show through the screen of my black and white TV and hooked me. I was a very young girl enthralled. When I hear their music, I feel that way still.

"And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make." Imagine.

In my ears right now: What do you think? But specifically, what has been touted by some as the most beautiful song ever written and performed - "In My Life". "There are places I'll remember all my life, though some have changed . . . "

Something that charms me: I'm a natural-born lyrics whiz. I can pull up major chunks of lots of songs. But I can sing every word of every song if it's The Beatles. And if you sing them incorrectly, I'll gently set you straight.


  1. She was just seventeen,
    you know what I mean...

  2. Although I idolize me some John Lennon, I always felt this was just a little excessive: "I'd rather see you dead little girl, than be with another man . . . ." A little tightly wound.

  3. Lots and lots of drugs will do that!

    My idol went from fairly porky in the early years to anorexic in his later life, macrobiotic life and all. The Annie Liebowitz photos from the last day of his life show smiles and bones and not much else.

    Nice to see you on my bus, Erin. I visit you several times a day.

  4. Thank you, Tree. That took a LOT, I have to tell you! The Badger used an adjective and I was OK. Tell me about Candace marrying Ross and how your heart processed that, please. My turn will come some day.

  5. Limes, she was happy as I've ever seen her. The two of them are a perfect fit and I couldn't be more happy for the two of them. They are going to have a very long and happy life together. If he had not been the right guy, that would be a different story, but this is a marriage made in heaven. From their first date, it was obvious, about as perfect a fit as a couple is gonna have. So in short, nothing but peace and joy and happiness for them.

  6. What a beautiful rendering, Dad! I am so happy for you all . . . I remember something from my wedding day after the dinosaurs had delivered us to the reception. My Aunt Ruth, the oldest of Granny-O's children, got pretty full of wine pretty fast. She never had a child of her own, and was quite close to me. [She died last summer.] She lurched up to me as I tried to socialize with the 500 people in the room. "Girl, I noticed you keep looking at those rings on your left hand." "Ruthie, he likes me so much he made me his wife!" I couldn't believe someone (Ex, specifically) would want me for his mate. Different from the near-perfect joining you describe, but your comments took me back decades. The feelings of brides on their wedding days. We were not a perfect match. It died after 32 years and I was the one who ended it. But I don't regret it. It's part of my tapestry. We created a wonderful human being together. And maybe that's as good as it gets. Bless all of you!