The Elvis I Remember- Sharing the Truth and Life of Elvis Presley (4th expanded edition)
Elvis, I wish the world really knew you... as I knew you. I remember everything about you: Your laugh, your smile, your shyness, your gentleness, your sincerity, your honesty, your sensitivity, your clumsiness, your temper, your teasing, your eyes and most of all your love. I feel that I loved you more than any other women except your dear mother. You were my soul mate, my friend, and my heart... More
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A handsome young man in Memphis was working hard. One special day an older gentleman, who looked homeless, approached him. “Young man, your destiny is in front of you”. He then gave him a small Cross and told him that this would protect him, and bring him great success, and then the man walked away. It was not long after that, the young man got up the courage to walk into Sun Recording Studio, and his destiny began...My story starts about five years later. I was a little girl that was at the right place at the right time. This is Elvis and my story.
All of a sudden I realized that I was not the only one in the alley and I started to become frightened. A soft voice said to me “Are you all right Ma'am?” ... a southern man will respect a woman no matter her age, and will usually address them appropriately as Ma'am...At that moment I realized whom I was speaking with and started to get shaky. The voice that was speaking to me was unmistakable. The memory of when I was a little girl came flooding back to me. I was hearing that kind voice again...
Elvis took me from room to room...far away from him. No matter where we went I was prepared for him to grab for my hand. It didn’t matter to me, because I loved it. It was as if he was leading me around, I think it was his way of being protective of me. I felt so cherished....
He kind of sprawled back on the bed, and asked me if he could have a hug. Still nervous, I laid down next to him, he grabbed me and kissed me so intensely. I didn’t want the kiss to ever end.
When Elvis was around 6 years old, he had fallen off a bike and had hurt himself pretty bad. His lower tooth went into his top lip, which bled very badly. His lip never healed correctly and that is why Elvis’ lip would curl up.
He asked me if I had noticed the ring he was wearing. I said, “Which one?” He laughed, “The one with TCB on it”. I said “Yes, it’s a beautiful ring”. He went on to tell me that it meant “taking care of business” and how from now on it was going to mean, “taking care of Beth”. And take care of me he did...