My memories of this day in history, along with photos of my visit to Graceland back in January this year.
Thirty Six years ago this afternoon I was in our kitchen washing dishes, we had a little black and white tv in there and I was waiting for my afternoon shows to start.
Suddenly the banner and tone for breaking news popped in and my summer changed dramatically.
I was raised on Elvis music. As an adult I have realized for the most part there were Elvis folks and Beatles Folks, rarely did they intertwine. Our mother was a huge Elvis fan. We didn’t have a huge collection of albums, but what we did have were mostly Elvis.
Of course I started crying hysterically and my younger brother ran in from the other part of the house probably thinking I had impaled myself with a knife or worse. His reaction was “oh is that all”, too which I cried more hysterically.
My mother road the bus back and forth to work so I went down to the corner to wait for her arrival to break the news. Aside from the moon landing when I was about five years old this is the only time I recall news running non stop in our home. We stayed up late waiting for the special tribute show the network aired after local news.
I feel a bit guilty to this day because it was about a year before Elvis death that my mother had the chance to go see him live for the first time. I pitched such a fit at not getting to go that my mother gave up her ticket to someone else.
My first year of junior high started a few days after and I remember a friend having a copy of the Enquirer claiming to have a pic of Elvis in his casket.
So there you have my random memories from this day in history.
I never dreamed I would ever get to see Graceland. Many of my family members had, even my youngest got to see it before me. Well finally I got to cross it off my bucket list.
It was truly an emotional moment for me. Here are the pics I shot from the outside.