Elvis died on this day in 1977. I was born exactly 12 days ago that same year. That means, there were 12 days, 12 glorious days, in which both Elvis and I were alive (and living independently of the womb). Some day I will chronicle these days: The first 12 days of my life and the last 12 days of Elvis's. I'm going to interview my parents, maybe my older brother...It will be interesting, you will see.
Posted by bluprnt at August 17, 2004 07:51 PM