Early hours of December 8th 1980
"Hello."
"Julian, it's your mum. I'm sorry to ring so early but I've got some news."
Now alert, I sat up. My girlfried stirred next to me. "Mum? What's wrong?"
There was a pause. "Oh Julian," I heard the tears in her voice. "It's John. It's your dad. He's been shot by some crazy fan outside the Dakota building."
I felt my bloood run cold. "How is he?"
Silence.
"Mum?"
"Your dad's dead Julian. He died almost instantly. I'm so sorry."
"NO!!"
Suddenly it felt like I was five years old once more. Like my parent's divorce, with this news, my world had come to an abrupt end. My glimpse of happiness had been snatched away by the actions of someone else. Again.
You see, for the first time in my life I'd had what I'd wanted. What I'd dreamed of. Craved even! I had the father who actually said he loved me and cared about me. He'd had time for me. We'd got on great. We were the best of mates. Then he was gone! Taken cruelly from me. I didn't even get to say good bye.
Yeah, John Lennon might have been a 'shit dad.' A self confessed 'shit dad.' But he was MY 'shit dad.' In the end though, he recognised his own failings and, at the time of his death, he was trying desperately hard to make amends for them.
My dad wasn't quite so shit as I once thought.
I loved him you see.....
....He was MY dad after all.
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Dear Daddy...The Completed Story.
FanficFive year Julian Lennon writes a letter to his Daddy..... What unfolds over time gives a remarkable insight in to the turmoil, heartache and eventually the good times that the actions of his father give him. (Although this is all fiction, many of th...
