We went to Graceland.

By California standards, the rooms feel claustrophobic and the place overdone with its white furniture, the shag carpeting, the monkey statue, the walls with smoky veined mirrors. The white pillars and large gates are impressive. The room with the pool table is beautiful with an Indian couch and Indian looking fabrics on the ceiling.  Priscilla had to stay there while Elvis frolicked with his co-stars in Hollywood. The room for racquetball was nice, the planes and the stables impressive.  But Memphis is a quiet town now.  Priscilla and Lisa are now multi-millionaires, but it’s no mystery why they aren’t still living at Graceland.  It feels like a big house out in the middle of nowhere. Elvis grew up on poverty and bought that house so his mother could live in it. His favorite food was peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and bacon. He did a lot of drugs and died at 42 weighing 350 pounds.  The racquetball court was nice, the pool small, the graves large.  A very American story.  A man who changed the world but was haunted by his own demons.

Published in: on January 27, 2018 at 10:37 am  Comments (1)  

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  1. Very sad, “the graves large”, a simple man out of his depth.

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