Thursday, July 20, 2006

The King of Memphis

As soon as we crossed the Ole' Miss, we headed straight for Graceland. Where else would you start a tour of Memphis? I told Lisa that before I met her, I wanted to marry Lisa Marie Presley because she was born the same year I was. Then Lisa told me her parents almost gave her the middle name of Marie. Oh, so close!

The King would be proud of his legacy. The house is a prime example of 1970's style and over the top decoration. Elvis bought the house when he was 22. Stained glass, shag carpet on the floor, walls, and ceilings! TV's in every room, leather sofas, wild colors, and lots of mirrors. Although we both went in with a bit of skepticism and prepared for the time shift back about 35 years, we had some nice moments learning about the man, the myth, the King. Near the end of the tour, you go into his raquetball court where they've turned it into a shrine of the later-Elvis. Everyone jokes about the fat-Elvis, but his later carreer was a marvel and we both choked up a little bit listening to the tour, watching the videos, hearing the music, and seeing the pictures.

1 Comments:

At 7:53 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

His voice will never be beat(no pun intended!)

 

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