This entry is dedicated to my Mom with lots of love
It’s all Mom’s fault . . . She’d go to garage sales in the ’70’s when I was a little girl and then she’d pick up old 45 records (they’re an inch more around that a CD and black!) and I would play them on our record player.
She got a bunch of good songs. Songs that were popular when she was young in the ’50’s. My children need to get some “Elvis” history in their head. Besides Ginny kept stopping to look and listen while I was searching YouTube and she would ask me questions about him.
Here’s a tribute with a bunch of pictures of elvis in it
Blue Suede Shoes
Don’t Be Cruel
All Shook Up