It is a feeling of sadness, of memories of flashbacks going trough my head.
I was only 11 when he left us. Packed and readdy to make a trip to France with my parents when we heard the news.
I didn't know that guy at first, just heard the radio news and altough my parents were no real fans , they did start to make comments like he still is so young and unbelievable etc etc.
After the announcement the radio in our car began to play his songs...... and there the magic happened.... First song i remember hearing was Wooden hearth and i was literally captured by his voice. Never heard such a soft voice, such a beautiful sound. We made our first stop over and my mom bought some newspapers and magazines and on every cover there he was...... Suddenly that unfortunate man got a face and i was falling in love from the very first glimpse i saw of him on the covers..... There he was young, alive, beautiful like i had never ever seen someone before.......
Yep I became a fan on that sad day and it never left me again. I see now glimpses of myself, that little girl in the backseat of the car, with magazines on my lap, trying to hear every song, urging my parents to hush hush and to let me hear him sing. Asking them every possible question about his life that they might knew........
Every year again since then my passion and love for him grew and grew. Now he is part of my life forever. No day goes by without thinking at him, hearing some songs, collect some pics etc etc..... it is a lifetime passion......
Together with growing older, i also began to realise his life was not at all the fairytale portrayed by so many and I felt sad. Sad for him, because he did deserve a better life, a longer life, a more healthier life and above all he deserved better people around him......
I am just a fan, he never knew me but I feel priviliged to have learn to know him in many many ways..... I met wonderful people, fellow fans during those 31 years , from all over the world thanks to him.
Because what we all have in common is our deep love for him and our worship without being blind to his human flaws.
he truly was a generous and beautiful soul.
I hope his lifestory will continue to attrackt new fans, young fans, and that he will never ever be forgotten.
Elvis was unique. He may be copied a zillion times but hey there was only one Elvis and I doubt it very very much that our world will ever experience one entertainer or human being like him ever again.......
He was ment to be, I truly believe that......
After a sad period of worldwar, poverty, depression he was God's gift to make people happy again. People all over the world, rich or poor, black or white...... God that man was loved.
Did he ever realise how much????? I often wonder that. He felt lonly I hear that so often being told......
Well Elvis wherever you are, hope you can read my toughts.
You are loved still so much by so many and missed every single day.
Faith did what it had to do and God saw you needed the rest so i can only hope you are now in a way much better place together with all those you love.
Rest in peace my beautiful friend.
And thanks for everything......... No words can describe my feelings of love and gratitude towards you




I feel that so much of the natural Elvis shines through in that particular moment!! 