I was in NYC the night of December 8, 1980, considering going to the mega-club Magique, because word had it John and Yoko were supposed to be there. I was exhausted, so wound up not going. On my drive home to my parents' house in Long Island, I heard the news that John had been murdered. So many things in my life that followed had to do with that huge loss: I moved to the City, I really revved up my singing career...but there was a gaping hole in my heart. I'd grown up with the Beatles and now, one was gone, and I, along with so many others, was grief-stricken.
HOWEVER, Gary Burr's book gave John (and all four) back to me. What a fabulous adventure this book was! We got to feel like we had a bird's eye view to what might have been, if only...and what a thrill it was, getting to know the Beatles all over again. Gary Burr, in his first foray as an author, totally immersed us in his world. The story is so well written, funny and really touching. There were times I forgot it was a "Rock 'N Roll Fairy Tale" and believed for a moment that it was really happening. I laughed and cried throughout, and cheered at the end. How did I feel when I got to the end? Young, very young.