I first listed Memories of John Lennon on my LibraryThing page in 2007. That means I started reading it in 2007. I put it down because I was (sorry) bored. It has been sitting on my TBR shelf for three years.
I picked it back up after the anniversary of Lennon's murder, and some of it is really good. Yoko Ono pulled together a whole ton of stories - vignettes might be a better word - with photographs and sketches from John's friends, colleagues (none of the Beatles, of course) and otherwise famous fans.
Some were really short. Norman Mailer contributed this:
"We have lost a genius of the spirit."
Bono contributed a sketch of Lennon. And some people wrote on for days. The trouble is, so many were saying the same things: how admired, genius, clever, warm, loving, blahblahblah. You know what I really liked? Yoko offered up a story at the end involving an art gallery showing her work and being snubbed in a junior high sort of way and how John Lennon held her hand and kept his chin up and got her through it. I could have read a whole book full of stories like that.
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