John told his mates everything.
It wasn't something he would ever have told anyone else, for fear that they would laugh at him. He wasn't even sure his mates wouldn't. But Paul, George, and Ringo saw how upset John was, and they knew that whatever he told them now was to be taken seriously. They weren't sure if they should believe he'd gone to the future, but then - they knew John wasn't joking. He, at least, believed he'd been to the future, and - why not? He had gone missing for six hours without a trace. He had to be somewhere. Why not the future?
John didn't know how long he'd walked around, with no clear idea of where he was headed, mind still spinning with everything Paul had said, when he realized he'd come right back to his tribute. The sky was tinted pink with the sunset, and soon it would be the same time as it had been in 1964 when he'd last been there. How he missed 1964....
There were less people around John's tribute now, and of course, the ones who were around didn't pay any attention to him, not realizing that the very man whom the tribute had been made for was standing next to them and staring at it. How had...
For a moment, John just stared at Paul. Then he laughed.
"Get off, Paul. If it's 2014, how come we're not all livin' on the moon or something?"
Paul gave a small smile, too, at that. "It didn't work out that way."
John couldn't believe this. Paul was putting him on, he had to be. How could he have fallen down in one year and woken up fifty years later? And yet - he remembered the date on the newspaper, and the strange world outside, and he couldn't think of a better explanation.
John made his way through the crowded streets of New York. With no way of knowing where his mates could have gotten to, there was nothing to be done except wander around until he found them. They probably weren't still in Central Park by this time - not if John had really been knocked out for hours.
There was something funny about that. If it weren't for the change in daylight, he could've sworn that he had only been knocked out for less than a second. He didn't feel like he had been lying there for hours. And either way, why had his mates wandered off?
John got to his feet.
The thing he had been lying on, from what he could see, was shaped like a black-and-white sunflower. Though he had trouble telling for sure at this distance, it looked as though it had the word "Imagine" written on. Nice - though John couldn't think why this word in particular would be chosen for his tribute. Or why it wouldn't look more bright and cheerful. And why a tribute to him? He hadn't realized that the Americans had even known about the Beatles long enough to make a tribute to him. And why only him? Why hadn't they just made one for all the Beatles?...
The Beatles were riding down the streets of New York, freshly arrived from the airport. Just months ago, this country hadn't even known they existed, and now, they'd been greeted by multitudes of screaming fans, all so happy and excited to see the boys, and there was the usual chasing. Unlike their last stop in France, the American fans made the Beatles feel right at home.
Neil Aspinall and Mal Evans were along to handle the Beatles' instruments and drive their car respectively. As they passed Central Park, Mal said, "Why don't you boys go and have...
My number one Beatles fan was there when the Beatles came to America; she watched them on Ed Sullivan and told me stories all about it, the excitement she felt that night, the songs. Oh, yes she was there, she always tell me completely memorized.
My number one Beatles fan passed on her 45’ Beatles singles to me which is where I learned why she loved them in the first place. She'd even sing along to the music. She even told about owning every Beatles trading card and record before losing them all in a flood but yet she remembered every song and picture, including her favorite Beatle,...
Today, I was singing "Hey Jude." When I was fourteen, I could hit every note. A year ago, I could hit all of the notes, except the really high note. Now I can't hit the last better. I'm sad now.
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