: 28 Years ago today...



Elvis
08-16-05, 11:59 AM
The King fell off his throne...

Happy DEATHWEEK to one and all!!!

mccombie_5
08-16-05, 12:01 PM
The King fell off his throne...

Happy DEATHWEEK to one and all!!!

I remember the day. My mother cried for hours.

Happy deathweek? you must be kidding!

slk230mb
08-16-05, 02:00 PM
Elvis' death=my birth, well 8 years later.

mccombie_5
08-16-05, 02:03 PM
Elvis' death=my birth, well 8 years later.

I noticed, and have informed Ralph approriately :sneaky:
Happy Birthday anyway though
:cheers:

slk230mb
08-16-05, 02:06 PM
I noticed, and have informed Ralph approriately :sneaky:
Happy Birthday anyway though
:cheers:

Thanks :thumbsup: :highfive:

mccombie_5
08-16-05, 02:27 PM
Thanks :thumbsup: :highfive:

no problem, im sure you will no doubt get one of ralphs infamous birthday threads

Ralph
08-16-05, 02:35 PM
Thanks :thumbsup: :highfive:

Oops. My bad. My buddy Steve certainly deserves a birthday thread, and it's coming.

Happy death week to all!! :hmm: :)

Elvis
08-16-05, 05:06 PM
DEATHWEEK is a big deal in Memphis.

Would you believe that annually, over 600,000 people visit Graceland?

That makes Graceland the second most visited residence in the United States behind--you guessed it--The White House.

Probably 1/3 visit this week, 1/3 will visit for his birthday in January, and the remaining 1/3 trickle in over the course of the year.

People come from all over the world--it ain't just trailer trash buying paintings on black velvet.

Elvis Presley Enterprises recently gave eviction notices to all the vendors on Elvis Presley Blvd. across the street from Graceland. I would expect that all the tacky, stupid, embarrassing trinkets will no longer be sold here. They're probably trying to improve his image, as well as make sure THEY make every possible dime off of the merchandising.

So I'm making a trek over there before the places all close. Gotta be sure to get me some of the GOOD stuff!

addison_ii
08-16-05, 05:22 PM
Happy Deathweek everyone. "The King" Elvis Aaron Presley has left the building.

Stoneage_Caddy
08-16-05, 10:51 PM
if i could only be half the man he left in the toilet that fateful day i would be a great man indeed

Elvis
08-17-05, 03:08 PM
Not all of it made it to the toilet, dude.

http://www.nationalreview.com/weekend/history/history-elvis081101.shtml

When Ginger Alden awakened, she ran her hand over stained sheets, searching for her lover's arm. But his side of the bed was cold. "Elvis?" she called out softly. She noticed a wedge of light emanating from the partially open door of Elvis's bathroom suite. Ginger walked to the door of Elvis's inner sanctum, which included an office, a library, and an oversized bathroom, and called out his name. But there was no answer again. Not bold enough to fling open the bathroom door, Ginger instead crept up and looked through the opening.

She instantly put her hand to her mouth and reached out to steady herself against the door.

In the reflection of the smoked-glass mirror she could see Elvis, his body contorted on the floor, his buttocks upward in the air, both feet splayed behind him. She saw his face, too. It was bloated, turned to one side, and pressed into the thick nap of the vermilion carpet. Blue streaks were spreading up through his face, and his hands, which were frozen into fists, were grasping the carpet fibers. Shoving the door open, Ginger confronted the full horror of the scene. Elvis had been on the toilet and had fallen face forward onto his knees. He was stiff and frozen in that position. The bottoms of his blue silk pajamas were bundled around his feet.

At 2:48, the ambulance reached the double doors of the Baptist Hospital emergency room. At the admittance desk, a registrar hurriedly logged Elvis in: "John Doe. Profession: Entertainer."

Elvis was so stiff and contorted that it took all three physicians to straighten his body so they could tend to him. The bluish fingers of death had spread down his legs and arms. His cheeks were discolored and swollen by pools of blood.

Kim Davis, an emergency room nurse, threw up her hands. "Why are we working on this corpse?"

The answer came from one of the physicians: "Because he's Elvis Presley."

mccombie_5
08-17-05, 03:15 PM
dramatic

Kev
08-17-05, 04:19 PM
Not all of it made it to the toilet, dude.

http://www.nationalreview.com/weekend/history/history-elvis081101.shtml

When Ginger Alden awakened, she ran her hand over stained sheets, searching for her lover's arm. But his side of the bed was cold. "Elvis?" she called out softly. She noticed a wedge of light emanating from the partially open door of Elvis's bathroom suite. Ginger walked to the door of Elvis's inner sanctum, which included an office, a library, and an oversized bathroom, and called out his name. But there was no answer again. Not bold enough to fling open the bathroom door, Ginger instead crept up and looked through the opening.

She instantly put her hand to her mouth and reached out to steady herself against the door.

In the reflection of the smoked-glass mirror she could see Elvis, his body contorted on the floor, his buttocks upward in the air, both feet splayed behind him. She saw his face, too. It was bloated, turned to one side, and pressed into the thick nap of the vermilion carpet. Blue streaks were spreading up through his face, and his hands, which were frozen into fists, were grasping the carpet fibers. Shoving the door open, Ginger confronted the full horror of the scene. Elvis had been on the toilet and had fallen face forward onto his knees. He was stiff and frozen in that position. The bottoms of his blue silk pajamas were bundled around his feet.

At 2:48, the ambulance reached the double doors of the Baptist Hospital emergency room. At the admittance desk, a registrar hurriedly logged Elvis in: "John Doe. Profession: Entertainer."

Elvis was so stiff and contorted that it took all three physicians to straighten his body so they could tend to him. The bluish fingers of death had spread down his legs and arms. His cheeks were discolored and swollen by pools of blood.

Kim Davis, an emergency room nurse, threw up her hands. "Why are we working on this corpse?"

The answer came from one of the physicians: "Because he's Elvis Presley."Yes, this was the definition of 'ignominious demise' in my dictionary! :elvis1:

Ralph
08-17-05, 04:41 PM
Not all of it made it to the toilet, dude.

http://www.nationalreview.com/weekend/history/history-elvis081101.shtml

When Ginger Alden awakened, she ran her hand over stained sheets, searching for her lover's arm. But his side of the bed was cold. "Elvis?" she called out softly. She noticed a wedge of light emanating from the partially open door of Elvis's bathroom suite. Ginger walked to the door of Elvis's inner sanctum, which included an office, a library, and an oversized bathroom, and called out his name. But there was no answer again. Not bold enough to fling open the bathroom door, Ginger instead crept up and looked through the opening.

She instantly put her hand to her mouth and reached out to steady herself against the door.

In the reflection of the smoked-glass mirror she could see Elvis, his body contorted on the floor, his buttocks upward in the air, both feet splayed behind him. She saw his face, too. It was bloated, turned to one side, and pressed into the thick nap of the vermilion carpet. Blue streaks were spreading up through his face, and his hands, which were frozen into fists, were grasping the carpet fibers. Shoving the door open, Ginger confronted the full horror of the scene. Elvis had been on the toilet and had fallen face forward onto his knees. He was stiff and frozen in that position. The bottoms of his blue silk pajamas were bundled around his feet.

At 2:48, the ambulance reached the double doors of the Baptist Hospital emergency room. At the admittance desk, a registrar hurriedly logged Elvis in: "John Doe. Profession: Entertainer."

Elvis was so stiff and contorted that it took all three physicians to straighten his body so they could tend to him. The bluish fingers of death had spread down his legs and arms. His cheeks were discolored and swollen by pools of blood.

Kim Davis, an emergency room nurse, threw up her hands. "Why are we working on this corpse?"

The answer came from one of the physicians: "Because he's Elvis Presley."

I didn't really want to know the details, but thanks. :suspense:

Elvis
08-18-05, 03:27 PM
28 years ago today was the biggest funeral Memphis has ever seen, with the most white Cadillacs assembled in any one place--other than Detroit.

Notice he left the hospital in a '76 hearse, but on the funeral day they put him in a '77 hearse.

Tens of thousands of people lined up ouside Graceland and were allowed to walk up to the house and view the body. People passed out from the heat, which hovered in the upper 90's both days.

All three TV channels interrupted regular broadcasting to carry the funeral procession live.

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Elvis
08-18-05, 03:28 PM
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Ralph
08-18-05, 06:35 PM
Did your family go?

Elvis
08-19-05, 12:16 AM
Did your family go?

:histeric:

:thepan: :hitstick:

Yeah, right.

I can tell you it was HOT, just like it is this week. I was inside watching it on TV, (like I had a choice). Three or four different radio stations played nothing but Elvis music for about 60 hours straight.

The death of Elvis is one of those events that you remember where you were when you heard about it. There aren't that many in the past 50 years, there's the JFK & MLK assassinations, the Reagan assassination attempt, the first Space Shuttle accident, and 9/11. Not all of those are as memorable, either.