i was 23, covering h.s. sports at the ny daily snooze. was watching the mnf game when howie told the world... there was no getting to sleep that night. wnew-fm was THE greatest, album-oriented rock station in the country, i'd venture to say. the great jonathan schwartz (a non-paralleled storyteller) may have been on when the news broke, i don't really recall, but by 2 a.m. it seemed he h.s. alf the station's voices had migrated to the studio.
they helped me keep it together until it was time for me to drive to the snooze's queens office, the h.s. sports headquarters (all 3 of us). about 25 reporters/editors worked out of this small office. anyhoo, several of us had radios tune into wnew-fm all day. naturally, all conversations were about lennon/the beatles.
at one point, a cranky, 'old' senior reporter -- who was probably about 60 and probably had a couple of 'long-haired, draft-dodging sons' he no longer talked to -- stormed up to the radio closest to his desk, slammed it off and shouted, 'jesus christ!! can i get any work done today or are you all going to sit around and mourn for this long-haired, anti-american, communist a--hole?!'
thank goodness our desks were all the way down at the end of the office. at least four folks beat me to getting in his face; finally, the queens editor ordered the old fart to go home.
john lennon represented so many of the ideals young america clung to from vietnam through watergate and beyond. some from my parent's generation also appreciated his music (hey, my folks were nearly as excited as i was whenever 'the beatle's' were on
'the sullivan show') and acknowledged his heart was in the right place; others, like this dinosaur, would never get it.
shockey's parents, i'm proud to report, also shed tears as we watched all the tv coverage on tuesday night...