great read! My mother and uncle had a similar impact on my music tastes. A couple of my Elvis memories… On the Muzak at the grocery store where I worked, one of the main songs was "Kentucky Rain." I loved the longing in his voice. On a work trip I was close to Memphis and made sure to go see Graceland. I did the entire tour including his airplanes. I could picture him making fried peanut butter sandwiches in the kitchen with carpet on the wall.
great read! My mother and uncle had a similar impact on my music tastes. A couple of my Elvis memories… On the Muzak at the grocery store where I worked, one of the main songs was "Kentucky Rain." I loved the longing in his voice. On a work trip I was close to Memphis and made sure to go see Graceland. I did the entire tour including his airplanes. I could picture him making fried peanut butter sandwiches in the kitchen with carpet on the wall.
Thanks for reading and sharing! Interesting how everyone seems to have a specific Elvis memory.
Your Grandmama had some serious ears on her!
She certainly did. The thing I loved about her most was her artistic and intellectual curiosity. I hope to hang on to mine for as long as she did.
What do you mean by “the ropes” of Elvis?
The strands that connect our family, and how I learned about him.
Learning the ropes?
I want to hang with your grandmother. That she called her son while in a quasi-date to hip him to the next big thing is as cool as it gets.
Seeing Elvis in your family is a birthright. How cool is that.