August 16, 1977: In Memoriam

I still miss you, Elvis.

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9 Responses to “August 16, 1977: In Memoriam”

  1. pandemonic Says:

    You probably weren’t born yet, but I remember when Elvis died. There was mass mourning everywhere, even where I lived in the Tundra.

  2. I’m pretty sure you were alive when he died, since you’re a couple of years older than my oldest, who I know was around back then. You were mighty little, though.

    It’s odd how I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard the news that he died; kind of like when Kennedy was shot or the space shuttle blew up. It was one of those major tragedy days.

  3. Yeah, I remember, too. My mother was probably the biggest Elvis fan. I grew up with his records playing in the house. I still know the lyrics to every one of his songs. They come flooding back to me.

    On the day that he died, my husband and I (we weren’t married yet) were on our way to see my mother. As we pulled up in front of her house, the news bulletin came on over the radio. I couldn’t believe it. I went inside my mom’s house with tears in my eyes and told her. She hadn’t heard the news yet.

    It all went down hill from there.

  4. I was alive when Elvis died although I wasn’t out of diapers. My Mom loved Elvis and Patsy Cline. She always mourned their losses.

  5. jojovtx1800 Says:

    Elvis Costello is dead ?! Noooooooooo, oh the humanity.

  6. I was at babysitting up the road from my house. It was the fastest I ever got those kids to move.

    ((Tigereye))

  7. Daners Isadora a.k.a. Busty St. Clair Says:

    😦

  8. You always miss Elvis.

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