Elvis the King
It’s that time of year when the husband grows quiet and the house is full of the sounds of that voice! It’s the time of year we dream of hound-dogs and endless processions of dark limousines. It’s the time of year when we remember the greatest of them all, Elvis Presley, and his vast and noble heart. It is the time of year we acknowledge music’s glorious triumph over mortality. It’s the time of year the angels cry. Elvis Presley died on this day in 1977. We love him so.