I like Elvis. I’m not a "fanatic" like some people but I do think he was a handsome man with a very good voice. And my liking him probably has more to do with the fact that he is a born Mississippian more than anything. I like my home boys. I’m not crazy about a lot of his older songs but I really like “Kentucky Rain”, “Suspicious Minds”, and “In the Ghetto”.
He would have been 74 today if he was still living. I don’t know if I would have liked seeing an old gray, fat, wrinkled Elvis. And he may have worn his age well, like Charlton Heston did.
I do remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I found out he had died. I was in the tenth grade. It was after school and we were outside in the front of the school for cheerleader practice. Mike “Snort” Reid (the one in the grade behind me) walked up and told us. No one fainted or screamed or cried. Of course we didn’t believe him at first but he finally convinced us.
I know many of you are probably too young to remember that but for those of us who are a little more mature, do you remember the details on when you heard about his death?
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happy burfday, elvis!!
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