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My roommate was a nurse at Roosevelt Hospital. We got a call from her co-worker at around midnight.. i grabbed my 2 yr old son and walked down to the Dakota *about 16 blocks* as we walked it started snowing still we were walking with hundreds of people who were compelled to leave their apartments and walk to his place. and there in the snow and the freezing cold, with my son on my shoulders, we all joined hands and were singing Imagine, & give peace a chance. I'm sure there were others but those are the 2 i remember the most.
As a resident of the upper west side it was very common to see them, John & Yoko with their children walking, shopping, playing in the park. They, he especially, always nodded when he recognized someone from the neighborhood.
His death was one of those moments that you never forget where you were when you heard.
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