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Where were you? I was 10 years old, just a few days from being 11 years old. We had the visiting Pastor and his wife that was conducting Revival at our church to our home for dinner. I remembered sitting in the living room and hearing him say that Elvis had died.
My ipod is full of Elvis performances. Long Live The King!
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He was the best. Purely and simply the best.
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