I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I got the news that The King had died. After all these years. Seems kinda creepy, and all.
(Seems kinda creepy, and all.)
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“I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I got the news that The King had died. After all these years.”
I was a little kid, sitting in front of the tv watching Gilligan’s Island, my mother was in the kitchen cooking dinner. A “special report” interrupted the show with the news Elvis had died. My mother came flying into the den from the kitchen and just stared at the tv.
Isn’t it funny how events can stick in your mind in such detail?
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