John Lennon is shot to death at 40, and a bright dream fades
Just a voice out of the American night. "Mr. Lennon." He started to turn around. There is no knowing whether John Lennon saw, for what would have been the second time that day, the young man in the black raincoat stepping out of the shadows. The first shot hit him that fast, through the chest. There were at least three others.
Not that night, or the next day, but a little later, after the terror ebbed and the grief could be managed, Lennon's...