![]() 29, I flew from O’Hare International Airport to Memphis, Tennessee, where Ally picked me up after driving there from her Arkansas home. I watched the 2018 HBO documentary “Elvis Presley: The Searcher” and listened the audiobook for Priscilla Presley’s 1986 book “Elvis and Me.” To feed my Elvis fix further, I text Ally, “Let’s go to Graceland!” The film inspired me to take a deep dive into his life. Not only did it remind me of my mom, but it also brought to light why Elvis was so adored and admired for his talent, charisma, charm and looks. With two people recommending the movie in one week, I had to stream it. I think their exchange stayed with me subconsciously. My black-haired, blue-eyed dad used to serenade my mom with those words, and in those moments, he seemed to be her Elvis. Mm-mm, mm-mm, yeah-yeah-yeah” were my favorite to blurt out randomly. Did you see it?” Ally remembers me singing “All Shook Up” when we were kids. ![]() ![]() A few days after Ben made this suggestion, my childhood friend Ally sent me a text: “I thought of your mom last night because I watched the ‘Elvis’ movie.
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