In my life

In 1980, the weekend after John Lennon was murdered, the Chicago Tribune published a copy of the first page of sheet music of “In My Life” with a broken pair of rose colored “granny” glasses. It was on the back of either the then Arts section or possibly a special section about Lennon. I don’t remember.

Anyway, I had never heard the song at the time and sought it out. It”s kind of haunting, but I found it quietly reassuring. I thought of it last night while walking Frisket on the promenade overlooking downtown. Here’s the first stanza (not guaranteed to be correct since I’s relying on the copies I found on the web).

There are places I remember
all my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone, and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I’ve loved them all