Early Morning Rain (Live) – Elvis
THE KING!!! When Elvis died in 1978, I was 8 and helping my dad shingle the house (I handed shingles from the second story bedroom window – I was yelled at often, especially after I rubbed my eyes and got turpentine in them – I was 8). My dad sung along with Elvis all day. Tough loss, but a good memory of helping Dad.
A few years later, he enlisted Paul’s help holding the rickety-assed ladder. Paul was about 9 and goofing off. Dad yelled at him: “Hey Paul, if I fall off this ladder and die, I’m gonta climb outta my grave and kick you right in the ass!!!”
Classic…
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