August 16, 2006

Elvis: January 8, 1935 - August 16, 1977


I was six years old when Elvis died. My dad and I were waiting in the car for my mother to get done with a doctor's appointment. A couple of minutes after Mom got into the car, a news report came on the radio announcing that "The King is dead." It was the first death of an entertainer that I was familiar with. That memory is burned in my mind forever along with all of the times that I played "Jailhouse Rock" on the air guitar while listening to Mom's 8-Tracks. Tonight, I shared a few of his songs with my five year old daughter, and she tells me that she likes them. The King will always live because of his music.

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