I totally remember when John Lennon got shot. One of the few times I ever saw my father cry. I can get somewhat teary eyed if I think too much about that. I was a kid when the Iran thing happened. The news busted in on my Saturday am cartoons and I was pissed.

I remember my dad being pretty broken up about Lennon. It wasn't until I became a fan later that I understood what huge loss his murder was to our dads, the rest of the world, and even myself. I just remember the Iran thing going on and on forever (444 days). I remember hating Khoemeni, but not really understanding why. The thing I remember most about it was Pres. Carter coming on TV to announce the crash of the helicopters involved in the rescue mission. Crushing. I was born in '70. Nixon was president when I was born, and left office in '74, but I have no memory of him. The first president I can remember is Ford. I can remember the Ford-Carter election in '76. In '80, I "campaigned" in our school "election" for Carter. (Now that I've revealed myself to be a pinko commie bastard, you can join me in Left Wingnuts, if you are so inclined. (And if not, that's cool too.) It's the very quiet little politics group I started, but have had little energy for, lately.)

I can pretty much ditto that entire post Jeff. Same, same on not realizing the entire Lennon thing when it happened. I once asked my step-mom what a hippy was. And she answered "anyone who listens to John Lennon." Being only about 8 at the time I assumed she meant John's music, not his political ideologies. Remember hating anything Iranian and not knowing why. I remember the bumper stickers that read Fu*k Iran. But I was that way with Russians too. They were just the bad guys but no one ever told us why, other than that they were communists which was pretty evil. And my mom worked on Jimmy Carter's campaign. That I remember. I always thought it was cool that for a few years we got a Christmas card from the White House.