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In reply to the discussion: I apologize if my being upset at "Imagine" is ruining your day. [View all]monmouth
(21,078 posts)would often regale us with the story of her husband (my boss, very repub, former FBI, loved J. Edgar) who was looking out his kitchen window one day at their Palm Beach home. "Marie, come here. Who the hell is that long-haired guy with the overalls in the backyard. Looks like a hippie to me." Marie: "That's John Lennon, he and Ono bought the house a few months ago. His wife is an artist and she's working with a new gallery." He: "Who's John Lennon?" Anyway, the conversation continued for a while, the boss decides to go outside and meet this famous hippie he's never heard of. He calls over the fence to Lennon and John turns, doesn't drop immediately what he's doing and finally saunters over to meet the boss. They spoke for about ten minutes. Boss comes back in the house and tells wife "What a nice young man, told me about a couple of books I should read. Do they drink? Should we have them to dinner?
Very typical of Palm Beach, the first important question being "does he drink?..LOL. Thought you would enjoy. Ono is still with that gallery and has a show every year to which I usually go.