My sister and I stumbled across this today in Central Park. She had mentioned something to me about a John Lennon monument in some park. We were chatting about it as we were strolling by, “let’s google it tonight.” And then, there it was. A man with a guitar was sitting nearby singing an array of Beatles’ songs. So there we were, in Central park, eating New York bagels, on a gorgeous November day, listening to “Eleanor Rigby,” and remembering John Lennon.