i was going to camp b'nai b'rith with my friend BOB. my parents dropped me off at his house and i slept over (i was 17 i hadnt stayed over a boys house before) Bob and i were heading to camp for a two week stint at the Peace Branch Horse and Teen for G-d Camp
we went to the park street station to meet the bus and i hadnt ridden the Boston subway. we got to the station and we sat down and popped a quarter in the little 12 inch tv sets. I had never seen those Tv sets before
(we dont have public transportation in the rural farm land where i grew up)
so on the TV we learned Elvis died.. over and over and over... Hounddog clips of Elvis shaking it on TV and Jail house rock with elvis in that stupid striped outfit
the day elvis died was a day of firsts....
and today on the anniversary of elvis's death ....
i remember the events.....
