This week marks the anniversary of the assassination of John Lennon.  Although I don’t remember exactly where I was when the news broke, I can remember being deeply saddened when I first heard of the tragedy as a young 13 year old.  I can still see the fans holding vigil outside the Dakota, paying tribute to a true rock legend.  To this day he is missed as much for his activism and rebel spirit as for his music.

There have been many tragedies in history that bring us back to the moment that they happened.  For some it may be the assassination of John F. Kennedy or the day of the Space Shuttle Challenger disaster in 1986.  More recently, many of us remember exactly where we were when that first plane hit the Twin Towers in New York City.   I can recall exactly where I was the day the news of the death of Stevie Ray Vaughan broke.  I was visiting my parents in Ottawa, laying out in the back yard getting some sun when the announcer came on the radio to tell us that Stevie had perished in a helicopter crash the previous night.  I can remember feeling like we had lost one of the greatest guitarists of our generation.

For some that saddest of moments is marked this week with the 28th anniversary of the death of John Lennon.  Thankfully his music lives on to mark the legacy of one of the greatest talents rock has ever known.