Man, we were sitting in our kitchen in our house in Phoenix when we found out. We had just got out of the pool when my girlfriend Cheryl’s mom, who was a Phoenix PD dispatcher, called and told us he had died.
I had a lot of respect for Elvis. He could have used his fame and fortune to get out of going into the army, but he chose to be treated as any other man would have and was trained to be a tank crewman.
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Compared to most of the leftist swine in the entertainment industry, we need more Elvis’s, and although I’m not a big country music fan, most of the big stars are rock-solid republicans who love our country.
Didn’t he die on the toilet?
@ Bob in Breckenridge:
Elvis really was Mr. Rock and Roll.
Speranza wrote:
Yep, the King died on the throne! How appropriate, huh?
@ Bob in Breckenridge:
Gosh Bob you making me feel old today..I was 17 in 1977! Yikes.
Lily wrote:
Me too!
The most requested photograph in the National Archives? Tricky and the King!
@ The Osprey:
The Osprey wrote:
I was (ahem) noticeably older than that.
He was also a vet and supported LBJ’s escalation in Vietnam. I wouldn’t hold that against him though. When he was goaded by the press about his political views he would simply say, “I’m just an entertainer.” Smart man.
Then there is this piece Tom Jones once mentioned.
His dislike of the pacifist Beatle was born from the night I took the Fab Four to his house for their first — and last — meeting.
John had annoyed Presley by making his anti-war feelings known the moment he stepped into the massive lounge and spotted the table lamps — model wagons engraved with the message: ‘All the way with LBJ.’ Lennon hated President Lyndon B Johnson for raising the stakes in the Vietnam War.
Presley allied himself with the FBI director Edgar Hoover and encouraged him to have Lennon thrown out of the U.S.
‘He should’ve been kicked out long ago,’ Elvis told Tom that night. ‘I had a run-in with him myself,’ Tom said. He made some smart remark at a TV studios in England, where we were appearing on the show Thank Your Lucky Stars. I wanted to take him outside and see what sort of hiding his intellect would stand.’
For the first time that night, Elvis smiled. Tom was talking his kind of language.