It was Elvis Presley’s birthday this past Wednesday; many have mourned Elvis since the day he died. I’m sure Elvis was a perfectly lovely person.
A musician I admired, Phil Lynott of Thin Lizzy fame, wrote a song about Elvis, “King’s Call.” It starts like this:
“It was a rainy night, the night the king went down…”
My phone just rang. It was the king. Winter Carnival King of 1951, that is.
I’ve gotta go. The King has called.