I saw Elvis on his first TV appearance--the Tommy Dorsey show. Right away I knew that the dull days (Patti Page, Four Aces) were over. Was a fan immediately.

I was listening to a classical music station when the news of his death was announced. Gigantic whup everywhere. National Enquirer sent a big team to Memphis. They bought every cheap camera in the city and handed them to guests at Elvis's viewing, promising them big bucks to get a picture of "Elvis in his box." They got it, too. mad


Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu,
E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu...
E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu
Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.