I was just 7 years old when Elvis died and my dad said I cried for 2 days. My first album was Elvis Separate Ways. My mother gave me the tickets of when she went to Elvis's concert in Duluth, MN in 1976 because she said she would've taken me but she said I was too small to go. I have now shared my Elvis with my daughter Jessi whom if we could afford it this year we wanted to go to Graceland.
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