When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me
that happiness was the key to life.
When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up.
I wrote down “happy.”
They told me I didn’t understand the assignment.
I told them they didn’t understand life.
Fifty years ago, the Beatles made their debut in America, and America has never forgotten. Today would have been John Lennon’s 74th birthday.