This is a letter I received from Germany with an Easter card 2006. wjh
Dear Ms. Hill, My sister in law told me that Wanda June Hill was to make her book from 1979 out available on Elvis Presley in the year to date. I read part of this book when in vacation with my sister in law the year of 80 and so did enjoy so much. I want to have this year one. She tells me of seeing something of it on computer. I have no computer or know how of one if one did be here. My love is Elvis and his music go good, beautiful man and loving heart, so much for everyone.
In Germany where I am from, he was stationed in military and my mother was houskeeper for months with his wonderful kind father and grandmama there with him. Elvis was gentleman soldier boy and was easy to please my mama tells me and once Elvis invited her to bring family to party at his house where it was Christmas. Everyone so nice and Elvis so handsome and had presents for mama and family, my gift was Dresden Doll so beautiful dressed and my brother was a truck with many places for hauling and then in Christmas card with Elvis' picture on Saint Nicks lap and two American dollars of ten dollar value. Elvis kissed me on the cheek and held me on his lap to take ride in his car to get ice from ice house store. His car was two seater and he let mama drive while he held me.
My big memory other of above is hearing Elvis crying in his room when mama came to bring his clothing. She did laundry for him and he did not want cleaners as soap made his skin sore. Mama hear him and knock on door to see what it was he needed. Elvis was holding papers from America that was from fan he tell her and gave her pictures of a little boy with most bad burns on all his body. Elvis was crying to see that and was most upset because boys papa burn him in pot with big fire to punish for something. The papa kill his mama and burn son and papa had gone to safe place in another land. Elvis was wanting to kill that papa he told mama and asked mama to call to ask about the boy who was alive, then Elvis did talk to doctor or someone who knew this and Elvis was saying he wanted to help boy and did not want it told he was Elvis Presley.
Mama said Elvis received in mail many pictures of boy and of his healing but with one or two months the boy was dying of no skin on large area and not going to be well. Elvis was crying again and then punch boxer bag and break it he was so angry. Mama hugged him when he was on floor hitting it making bloody hands and she stop him. Mama said he hug her and cry his pain away. Mama say she had not know any man like Elvis, his heart so kind, his eyes so true and when he play and sing with piano and guitar his voice touch all emotions who hear him. Elvis want to go home but his mama was not there and he said he fear to go, his heart may not beat to go home and his mama not be waiting for him. He and his papa look at her pictures, talk and cry at times and Elvis always cry so hard for her.
Mama had to stop keeping him and his family when she hurt her foot in ditch on way home. Elvis came by to see mama and gave her two full months money even if she not working. He say if we need more and she not find job to sit, he would pay her to just tell someone how to do for him. Mama was not able to go on foot for long time and she tell him so he got other woman to come care for him. Elvis came by before ship to America and he hug us and cry for mama and asked we write him. Mama did for a time but know he so busy he not have time to answer. He sent birthday card to mama and with a picture of him with is pretty home and he sent American money check for her. He sent to me a card and a pretty smile picture of him that I still have and frame in my home where he sign it to me.
Please send information on how to buy your book and sign to please. You know him and love him as me and my mama who is 80 year old and not see well but I will read your book to her and use enlarge glass so she see pictures. Best to you and thank you very much. Please excuse my English not so good to write and I read better. Margo Detuchmaiins
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Elvis and his chimp
by Rainbow Light » Wed May 30, 2007 5:20 am
An old friend whom I haven't heard from in some years told me once about Elvis and his chimp. He'd have him sitting on his lap and he'd ask him questions and the chimp would "answer" with various gestures, head nods and noises. One question was: "Are you my buddy?" and the chimp would nod yes and then give Elvis a big lip smacking kiss on the face and hug him. Elvis would grin and laugh and the Chimp would reach up and mess up his hair...which was usually kept neatly combed in those days.
Elvis would say, "Awww, now you have to comb my hair-can't let me be seen this way!" And the chimp would rake his hair back in place with his fingers and then kiss him again. Elvis would give him a little hug and talk to him like he did with children and the chimp would cuddle up against him and look up at him adoringly and was content to sit there while Elvis talked or watched tv and he would let Elvis know if he had to go to the bathroom and Elvis and him went hand in hand down the hallway. The Chimp wore diapers under his pants when I saw him-as he was apt to do some pretty gross things in public at times. Of course the guys thought it was so funny when it did that in front of the girls. My friend always said it was "unsettling" to see how human the "ape" was sitting on Elvis' lap and the way he looked at Elvis, would rather look at him than anything else when Elvis was just relaxing and in a good mood. Elvis sent the chimp back as his housekeepers were tired of taking care of it and also, it was not nice when Elvis wasn't there to control it's moods. So it had a big cage at Graceland and I guess wasn't happy-it didn't last long there. Elvis thought he "broke his poor little heart" and in turn "killed" him. He "rescued him" for quite a while and the chimp had a very varied life with Elvis who spoiled him rotten...probably pretty much as he would have a young child in his care. All I remember about that chimp was how "dead" feeling it's hands were-certainly not human feeling-the skin and everything about the hand that looked almost human-sure wasn't! wjh
Elvis would say, "Awww, now you have to comb my hair-can't let me be seen this way!" And the chimp would rake his hair back in place with his fingers and then kiss him again. Elvis would give him a little hug and talk to him like he did with children and the chimp would cuddle up against him and look up at him adoringly and was content to sit there while Elvis talked or watched tv and he would let Elvis know if he had to go to the bathroom and Elvis and him went hand in hand down the hallway. The Chimp wore diapers under his pants when I saw him-as he was apt to do some pretty gross things in public at times. Of course the guys thought it was so funny when it did that in front of the girls. My friend always said it was "unsettling" to see how human the "ape" was sitting on Elvis' lap and the way he looked at Elvis, would rather look at him than anything else when Elvis was just relaxing and in a good mood. Elvis sent the chimp back as his housekeepers were tired of taking care of it and also, it was not nice when Elvis wasn't there to control it's moods. So it had a big cage at Graceland and I guess wasn't happy-it didn't last long there. Elvis thought he "broke his poor little heart" and in turn "killed" him. He "rescued him" for quite a while and the chimp had a very varied life with Elvis who spoiled him rotten...probably pretty much as he would have a young child in his care. All I remember about that chimp was how "dead" feeling it's hands were-certainly not human feeling-the skin and everything about the hand that looked almost human-sure wasn't! wjh
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"I got guns!"
by Rainbow Light » Wed May 30, 2007 5:22 am
Way back in the early first years (63-64) of getting to know Elvis we were discussing his popularity in 1957-58 and those "new" young guys "taking his place or trying to" while he had been in the army and I said he had not been the one I liked-of course he wanted to know who and I said, Ricky Nelson-that I'd watch the tv show every chance I could just to count the number of times Ricky blinked his eyes when he sang. He snickered and I told him about my girl friend and I working half a day on Sat. then rushing down town Tulsa wearing our spike heels on that cement! To catch the first showing of Rio Bravo and sat through 4 hours of a horrible movie two times twice that day just to see Ricky come walking on screen wearing those guns! Elvis was silent a brief moment then he quickly said in a very young sounding tone of voice, "I got guns! "Can wear 'em for you-shouldn't of left Flamin' Star- was wearin' guns in it!" I remember laughing because he sounded excited-I mean if it was wearing guns I wanted-heck, he had guns! Wore them in a film too! It was so funny and I was intrigued by how much he seemed like a teenaged kid-innocently expressing his thoughts---...HE had guns! I have to say that in all those years, Elvis never lost that ability to just blurt out something so pure and innocent and totally just him, no hype about it. I loved him for that innocence...and couldn't help babying him especially when he might be hurt, sick or feeling low and lonely. He was like my kid brother or my kid period at times. I miss that part of him the most I think. wjh
He started to collect guns early in his career-and then going into the army made him even more a lover of guns and rifles-anything that went "boom" or "rat-a-tat-tat" and his dad liked rifles. He especially liked going to the police firing range and shooting with his officer friends when he got his Deputy badge etc:... but remembering that day with the "I got guns!" was so fun-I was talking to Jimmie's little sister who came out to visit us for a week. She told me things to write for her story in Face to Face-things I didn't know about her having talked to Elvis and telling him about her and her girlfriend's antics over him etc;. She saw him at the Oral Roberts University in 76 but didn't know he had been threatened that night-she just knew there were lots of security and they couldn't get anywhere near the stage. She told him she "examined every inch" of him with bicnoculars and she said he said, "Oh no! Gawddd...I didn't shave before went on either! She said she noticed that-he said the shaver wouldn't work, someone forgot to charge it and so he just went out with stubble...and he appoliged for it to her. She told him it was just so cute...her friend loved it that he was "a little rough looking". He laughed and said to thank her, it made his day. That guy sure could toss it out to the women! I sometimes wonder if he really was throwing lines or if it was the real him just saying what he thought. Most of the time I think it was just what came to his mind and he said it. wjh
Starla reminded me of the photo Elvis sent that I had for quite a while-until our van was stolen and the box and album full of pictures w/negatives we were taking to the publisher in late 77 and all of those things were "gone like the wind" as the van was being stripped when the police found it in E. Los Angeles a few hours later in the wee hours of the morning. Nothing was left of our Elvis photos except the rolled up poster of him in the army outfit from GI Blues standing on the fake mountain top.
Great poster! Anyway he sent me an 8 x 10 publicity photo of himself with two holsters criss crossed about his hips, he was dressed as Pacer-this picture was not used that I know of as he didn't wear double holsters in the film-just a single one but was in the same outfit, tan pants etc:... he wasn't wearing a hat, his hair was perfect of course, and he was standing feet apart looking tough with a gun in his right hand having drawn down on someone apparently. On the photo he had written, "Bang-got ya!" This was a few weeks after the conversation about "I got guns!" ( scrowl back a few posts) I had two photos that I really liked-that was one of them, the other was him in a bathing suit riding a surf board on a fake wave and he had signed it in red ink. I liked that one because he walked by where I was working at MGM and layed it on my desk picture down and said not to look at it until he was gone as it was a 'dirty' picture of him. Well, he wasn't out of sight yet as I turned it over immediately and smeared the ink a bit. He looked back around the door at me with a big grin, winked then went on out. Some joke! Anyway, I lost both of those pictures in the theft along with alot of others that were not replacable because he was gone.
We learned the hard way, never take anything with you that is not something you can replace-and especially don't leave anything anywhere even if you have to carry it all with you. So things don't go far anymore. It was a very hard lesson and really hurt alot at the time.
Nothing is forever...he'd say, so love it while you can and don't get too attached to things-they disappear even people. I didn't understand that well when he spoke like that-but after that fateful day we lost him, it sure did make sense-then some precious "things" went too. Lesson learned. I am glad we can still remember most of everything-lately I've come to appreciate having the few brain cells I've got!
He started to collect guns early in his career-and then going into the army made him even more a lover of guns and rifles-anything that went "boom" or "rat-a-tat-tat" and his dad liked rifles. He especially liked going to the police firing range and shooting with his officer friends when he got his Deputy badge etc:... but remembering that day with the "I got guns!" was so fun-I was talking to Jimmie's little sister who came out to visit us for a week. She told me things to write for her story in Face to Face-things I didn't know about her having talked to Elvis and telling him about her and her girlfriend's antics over him etc;. She saw him at the Oral Roberts University in 76 but didn't know he had been threatened that night-she just knew there were lots of security and they couldn't get anywhere near the stage. She told him she "examined every inch" of him with bicnoculars and she said he said, "Oh no! Gawddd...I didn't shave before went on either! She said she noticed that-he said the shaver wouldn't work, someone forgot to charge it and so he just went out with stubble...and he appoliged for it to her. She told him it was just so cute...her friend loved it that he was "a little rough looking". He laughed and said to thank her, it made his day. That guy sure could toss it out to the women! I sometimes wonder if he really was throwing lines or if it was the real him just saying what he thought. Most of the time I think it was just what came to his mind and he said it. wjh
Starla reminded me of the photo Elvis sent that I had for quite a while-until our van was stolen and the box and album full of pictures w/negatives we were taking to the publisher in late 77 and all of those things were "gone like the wind" as the van was being stripped when the police found it in E. Los Angeles a few hours later in the wee hours of the morning. Nothing was left of our Elvis photos except the rolled up poster of him in the army outfit from GI Blues standing on the fake mountain top.
Great poster! Anyway he sent me an 8 x 10 publicity photo of himself with two holsters criss crossed about his hips, he was dressed as Pacer-this picture was not used that I know of as he didn't wear double holsters in the film-just a single one but was in the same outfit, tan pants etc:... he wasn't wearing a hat, his hair was perfect of course, and he was standing feet apart looking tough with a gun in his right hand having drawn down on someone apparently. On the photo he had written, "Bang-got ya!" This was a few weeks after the conversation about "I got guns!" ( scrowl back a few posts) I had two photos that I really liked-that was one of them, the other was him in a bathing suit riding a surf board on a fake wave and he had signed it in red ink. I liked that one because he walked by where I was working at MGM and layed it on my desk picture down and said not to look at it until he was gone as it was a 'dirty' picture of him. Well, he wasn't out of sight yet as I turned it over immediately and smeared the ink a bit. He looked back around the door at me with a big grin, winked then went on out. Some joke! Anyway, I lost both of those pictures in the theft along with alot of others that were not replacable because he was gone.
We learned the hard way, never take anything with you that is not something you can replace-and especially don't leave anything anywhere even if you have to carry it all with you. So things don't go far anymore. It was a very hard lesson and really hurt alot at the time.
Nothing is forever...he'd say, so love it while you can and don't get too attached to things-they disappear even people. I didn't understand that well when he spoke like that-but after that fateful day we lost him, it sure did make sense-then some precious "things" went too. Lesson learned. I am glad we can still remember most of everything-lately I've come to appreciate having the few brain cells I've got!
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[70, Vegas] Try to look as good as I can
by Rainbow Light » Wed May 30, 2007 5:30 am
W. I don't know about that! That body looks pretty darn good up there on stage-the face ain't bad either!
E. Yeah...thank you honey. I try to look good as I can-you know, it's not easy. Spend six hours ever day standin' in front of a-a mirror tellin' myself...(uses best Elvis voice) "Look good, boy! Look good, now!" An' it takes me so damn long to get made up, ya know. What's really hard is coverin' this...third eye-I wonder if surgery would help?
W. Third eye...
E. Yeah-in the middle of my forehead-it's huge, purple an' red' 'n got this ugly orange pupil. Man, fillin' IT with make up is a drag!
W. Oh, good grief-one of THOSE moods-huh? Silly Elvis? That's what we have to look forward to tonight?
E. (Laughs) Well, anyway-don't know why I'm lookin' as well as I do-but thank God for it! It'd be hell to be UGLY and be HIM!
W. It sure would! Thank heaven you are overbearingly handsome.
E. Now watch it kid-don't go getin' fisty, have to cut you down a peg or two... Got my hair cut an' dyed today-it's kinda short. We styled it different first, then I wanted it the same, so by the time it g rows out again, we'll be done here! (Laughs)
W. Ahhhh Priscilla won't like that...
E. I know, she likes it longer. It'll grow out some before I see her though. You know she got her orange belt last week-she's so cute in her little gi and doin' the routines. Man, could just squeeze her to death! An she loves it-just loves it too. I told her she'd enjoy it, if she'd try. It's somethin' we can do together. (Very pleased tone of voice, speakings lovingly, sincerely)
W. That's good, you spend so much time on karate...
E. Yeah-she's goin' to classes four times a week 'n trials on weekends, so she's busy. I'm glad, 'cause she doesn't spend so much time worryin' bout what I'm doin'...or not doin.... Man, that's a-a relief!
W. I'll bet. you just make sure you don't forget she's not watching you and be tempted past your limit, boy! She'll be able to really kill you now!
E. Don't I know it! (snickers) She'll clobber me! Not a chance I'll be tempted past my limit! I'm too damn scared of her! Man, she might be little but she's got a nasty temper. You know, Lisa is so cute, she stomps her foot an' shakes her finger at me...just like her momma. Man, she so cute! Love to make her angry jus' to see her do that- she's just a real little dolly. Goddd, I can't wait to see that kid! Seems like a year...'n it hasn't been but a couple weeks!
W. Do you call her Elvis?
E. Ever day-sometimes two or three times. She's a real talker-blabs ever thing. Cilla can't have a secret-if Lisa knows, she'll tell me 'n ruin her surprise! I love it-it's so funny when she does that. Cilla says she ought to let Lisa stay with me, then she'd know ever thing I did-in detail! Lisa don't miss a trick...'n the kid's got super-sonic ears! Man, she can hear a whisper in the next room! I got good hearin' too, you know, guess she inherited it or somethin'...me 'n her can talk real soft 'n Cilla can't hear what we're sayin'...bugs her! (Laughs)
W. She sounds like a really cute kid...
E. You know it-she is! Oh sh.... I got to eat somethin' so I can get ready-time flies man. See ya out there honey, sittin' close?
W. If we can...I think we'll be pretty close.
E. Okay, doin' it jus' for you all tonight, friendly faces-
like that. Gonna surprise you all...so watch out!
W. Oh-a threat....okay, we'll be watching. see ya. bye.
(This was the night he practically knelt on our table and did that upper body shimmy and got such a kick out of doing it. At least one lady squealed-not me-I laughed.)
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He was like a little kid, he wanted to keep the secret but he just couldn't at times, avoid giving it away...the most secretive thing he ever kept where I was concerned was when he was having that ring made and it was going to be late for my birthday and he so wanted to say something and almost gave it away-but he managed to avoid it by teasing about making me wait so he could "light my fire"...on the 4th of July. It was pretty easy to get him to talk---and as I said, it was the kid in him, just busting and hardly able to wait! I think he did manage to keep a birthday party or two from Cilla and usually he'd find out anything planned for him also-even sneaking around to find out what someone bought him for Christmas-the kid again. He knew the "hiding place" and was so tickled he found out! I have to say that Elvis was more of a child most of the time than he was an adult-though he could be adult when the time called for it, but mostly he went through life playing games, laughing and being as childish as possible when he could get away with it. That was such a big part of his personality too, very dear part of it. He got his feelings hurt many times because of that childish faith and trust too. And he forgave much like a child will as well. Part of that conversation sounds like another that I think I posted a while back where he's talking about Cilla and her Karate training...but he was proud and pleased and it was at that time she was getting into it alot and on his mind I guess.
As far as being close, we were lucky because one of the people we knew also knew the guy in charge of seating and we all went together and tipped big to get a front side table. Not real to the side but on the right facing the stage. They were filming that night too, and in the original release video of THWIS Elvis does that shimmy right in front of our table, and when he raised his head slightly to look at the results of his efforts, he was about to bust up with glee to have done that in front of us...It was funny, the lady who had the in with the seating, squealed and he looked at her, then at me and what a tickled look in those eyes. Another time when we were at a table but not right at the stage edge, at the far end of the table, he put one foot on the table and bent his knees and did some pelvic thrusts and just about made the ladies there attack him-he back off quickly and one had him by the long belt ties-he said off mike , "Honey, you're gonna undress me---here?" and winked at her
and I swear she practically fainted and slid under the table. It was funny and he backed up laughing. He just loved being Elvis...you bet he did!wjh
It's not on the one you gave me, and I haven't seen any thing of any new ones out in probably 24 years-I'm way behind. That dvd is the only one I have or my daughter has-we have some things taped off tv-but none of the things that have come out on dvd. Sad but true-going to remedy that soon as possible! Right now I can't recall the song! Tommorow I will find the tape and watch it again-my daughter has it somewhere, I'm sure. wjh
Hi, I posted on another place ? but will do it here since this is where it was mentioned. The shimmie that he did on the right side of the stage (facing it) in front of our table is on a bootleg (8 track) that was made by some guy (professional) who was filming things on the sly-as they were filming the scenes used for the movie, he got some very good footage since the lighting was up. My daughter told me the scene I was looking for was on it and not the original movie. So wrong again! 30 plus years is quite a long span and yet I recall that night so clearly right now-I sure hope I don't lose my last 2 brain cells- I guess though, if you can't remember, you don't know what you forgot? I hope it works that way since I have friends who are not able to remember much most of the time. Thats why I redid the book-(s) while I still do have some recall and my daughter can prompt up some other things that is still "in there" but not showing up fast enough. I never realized how much a computer IS like the human brain in so many ways! Amazing that anyone could make something work that way. wjh
Hi, I am not certain if it was that same one-but that's the one he did the shimmy thing at the end on several occasions-it might have been but I really do not remember - all I recall is that look on his face when he rasied his head a bit and looked at me with that pleased smirk on his face, then the lady squealed at about the same time-others did also, but she was right on him almost-he was just out of reach-except she grabbed the ties of his belt before he could "escape" cleanly. He stopped fast, gave her that look he could get so easily and asked her "the" question-I swear she nearly slid under the table! I was so funny...women everywhere about to crawl over all the chairs, people and tables to reach him but he managed to slip away quickly...I don't know what he said to the drummer and James but he made some comment that cracked them up too. It most likely wasn't "clean" knowing him and his sense of what was funny-wjh
(Re: THE SHIMMY SONG)
Barb, that's pretty close to it! The other thing he'd do is that look and then just barely bite his lip then grin and usually he'd wink at whoever too. He could turn it on and he always had reaction from whomever he was playing with. I loved to watch him because he had such fun, and he knew darn well what he was doing and how to elicit more from the audience. I have to say not only was he a master showman and performer-he was also a master tease! wjh
I wish I had a picture of him performing with his foot on our table! We had one taken of all us by the photo girl but he hadn't come on yet. And the bootleg tape is not ours- we aren't in it except for heads-mostly the back of our heads too! He's in it though-it's on beta of course!
All our stuff is on beta that we had when he was alive-and right after when all the bootleg stuff started coming out-this one guy had sooo much stuff he'd filmed in Vegas, Tahoe and on tour as well-he sold it of course, and we had some of it. Still do-I have to get that darn beta fixed! Starla remembers it as not being good quality but I recall seeing it-of course that was on big screen at the pizza palor where we'd all got to watch films of him and etc;...it looked pretty good on a big screen-that's also where we saw the aura's of his and the guys on stage-how they'd leap from his hand to them if he came up and touched or reached out to get a scarf. That was erie to say the least and also wonderful-it wasn't good film of anything but the aura's! We have lost touch with that guy and all those people except for a few who don't know where most of the others are now either. I think the fellow with the film has gone to his reward-so have no clue as to where or what happened to his stuff. Some of it has shown up on video and probably DVDs too. Quite of abit of the bootleg things are available that way now-including his, I guess. Wjh
Re: Posted Monday December 4th 2006:
Just for the Holiday's a little fun and insight-from interview tapes not used/WR,E. talking about trying to stop biting his nails. The time he refers to is when he was about 27years old.
"Elvis: Not really...eh...one time had enough to manicure-(Snickers) had good reason to let 'em grow that time-was worth it!
Wanda: And that was....
Elvis: (Laughing) Maybe you don't wanta know.
Wanda: One of those incidents-well, just to toss you a curve-tell me!
Elvis: Oh... eh, it's not nothin' bad-jus' funnin' with you really.
Wanda: Uh-huh...
Elvis: There was this girl...at the studio when we were makin' a film for Paramount an' she was a manicurist-it was her job to make sure we all had nice lookin' hands... You know for films, 'cause ever thin' showed up big time on screen.
Wanda: So you were letting them grow so she could do your hands-I see.
Elvis: (Laughs) Guess you could...put it that way. Sure wanted her to.....do ....me, yeah.
Wanda: Watch it bud...
Elvis: (Snickers) Would 'ove... She was a good lookin' chick man, from Portugal an' she had dark hair that shone like it was laced with gold, soft brown eyes an' a smile that lit up the room...'n then man, she was jus' fine ever where else...lordy, close ma eyes an' still can seeher an' that smile. Anyway, enough of that! I let 'em grow to get a date-she wouldn't date none of us-no body in the business you know. Not one actor for sure she said. I was doin' ever thing I couuld to get her to-to give me a chance. But she wouldn't do nothin' but make sure my hands were okay-that nothin' showed up you know, doin' Karate an' stuff I'd get marks and such an' sometimes my nails would be bruised an' all that. She was all the time gettin' on me for bein' so rough on my hands-said I had such nice hands, masculine but delicate an' sensitive an' once she said I had healin' hands and she put my hand over her heart. Liked to died man, that was a big deal with her-nobody ever had her do nothin' like that before...none of the guys, ya know...(Laughs).
Wanda: So who did you make a bet with-half the studio?
Elvis: What...no, didn't, not that time. (Laughs) But they were all waitin' to see if I had what it takes.
Wanda: And?
Elvis: Well, she was on her way to her car an' I followed her out to talk see, an' she was talkin' real nice with me an' I asked her out an' she kind of smiled and said somethin' 'bout me singin' to her. So I sang Love Me Tender...an' when I got to the part about makin' all my dreams come true, she come up real close an' put her arms around me for a hug, an' then whispered if I'd s top bitin' my nails an' she could file 'em she'd think about makin' all my dreams come true. Lord, she was...was so soft- in all the right places...lordy, lordy. So I let 'em grow out...jus told ma self ever time started to chew on 'em ...think of how it felt huggin' her-an it worked!
Wanda: Good grief, I might have known!
Elvis: We went out-well, she came over to the house, an' we had dinner an' watched a couple movies an' it was Christmas nearly an' she was goin' home for that. We sat outside an' watched the lights comin' on down in town ya know, an looked at the stars-she knew 'em all too. So we talked almost until time to go to work an' she went home. (Big sigh)
Wanda: That was it huh?
Elvis: Yeah...she got married a couple months later to some guy she met from her country-had known him for years. 17 years older'n her too- Gawd...what a difference...in ages, I mean. Looked like he was her daddy! But can't tell about love...'n she loved him she said, so can't fault her for that. I tried to change her mind but she wouldn't budge,so guess it was a good thing. Last I heard, they still were together back in Portugal. Lord! Story of my life-let'n the good ones get away..." _________________
Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face
More about Elvis' nails!
He didn't chew them off so much when he was with Linda either-there were some times he actually had a bit of nail on both hands! I think as he got older he kind of got a handle on it some-though the last time I saw him, he didn't have any left but he had a bruised fingernail and a black spot on his thumb nail- one would think he had been a carpenter or something! he also had scratches in various stages of healing on both hands up to where his sleeves protected his wrists. He had been on tour of course, and just couldn't keep from reaching out to people where they could reach him. He said, sometimes he just felt that he "had to touch them". I sure have enjoyed the Aloha DVD and am going to watch the last part of the second one tonight...like now! wjh
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Re: Films not pulling their "weight" ...... late '
by Rainbow Light » Wed May 30, 2007 5:57 am
I have been going through the old StarWriter machine before junking it and found a few short things-here's part of one-done with the horrible/ungainly stick on thing and I had typed it on the StarWriter from my hand written transcribed copy some years later when trying to save things from the mice that were everywhere in Winchester where we lived-he was starting to be more open/himself and not so "prim and proper" and I had asked him if I could tape the call so my grandmother could hear him-she was coming from Missouri to visit. He said sure-and said if I'm working, maybe she would like to come up?. He was such a nice guy-like she said later, once in lifetime one like him comes along. So glad it was our lifetime. I agree.]
E. Yeah...I'll keep it clean. (Snicker)
W. When don't you?
E. Gimme time...(Snicker)
W. So...the real you hasn't shown it's self ..yet?
E. (Laughs) I'm all there is...right here baby.
W. I bet you are...so what are you doing now?
E. Talkin' to you.
W. I meant at work!
E. (Snicker) Eh...today got to have pictures took-eh-taken - stills...un...eh...that's a drag man, hate it! Gawd!
W. Don't forget to send a few to me-please.
E. Yeah-takes forever, borin' as hell...an' changing clothes all the time, make up an' all that. Need inspiration - ever thought bout how it'd be havin' to pose an' get expressions on your face for hours? Gawd!
W. It wouldn't be fun-I hate having my picture taken anyway.
E. Me TOO! Hate it man!
W. I shouldn't think that! I mean, you're so photogentic and never take a bad picture!
E. Yeah-should see the ones they toss...
W. Toss them this way!
E. So...you like how I look? (I remember him using that "personal" tone of voice on that line.)
W. Better than some-
E. What about me?
W. What about you?
E. Tha's what I said.
W. Explain the question.
E. (Snicker) Am I sexy to you?
W. No-but you are very cute.
E. Cute! Damn! What-explain it to me!
W. Oh for pete's sake!
E. I'm not Pete-what about me you don't like?
W. Your ridiculesly overblown male ego-mainly.
E. Mainly? (Laughs) Ridiculesly-is that a word?
W. I think so-it fit!\
E. You think I am-but you don't want to say it-uh-huh?
It's what you think-right now-heard you think it.
W. You must have faulty hearing.
E. Got exceptional hearing. Army said way off the normal hearin' range. I heard it!
W. You believe the army-you are naive!
E. Why you arguin' wit me? Wha'd I do?
W. Not a thing.
E. Gawd-jus' like a female! (Mumbles to himself saying "want to know damn it)
W. Since it's so important-I think you are very good looking, have stunning eyes and hair. You have a good looking body since I'm not into body builder types-and you have a great voice. Good enough?
E. And I'm sexy lookin'. (snickers)
W. A little of that too-now, are you happy?
E. (Laughs) Lord! Lord! Did it hurt?
W. No-boy are you insecure! Why is that?
E. No I'm not.
W. Yes you are-why is that?
E. No I'm not. (Sullen)
W. Okay-forget it. What else is in store for today?
E. Do I-really?
W. Are you kidding?
E. Yea-just puttin' you on, really.
W. You have to know you're handsome-just look in the mirror!
E. Do you know you're pretty?
W. Depends on what I've been doing.
E. No-answer me!
W. I'm not beautiful-just average and sometimes very unatractive-normal-all right?
E. You're very pretty-a natural beauty.
W. Bet you say that to all the women.
E. [Laughs] No-no don't, only some of 'em.
W. Yeah-right!
E. Really-don't have to-women just come on to me 'n I jus' take it. (snickers)
W. Really-heard different stories.
E. Truth is right here-wit me-no kiddin'. I think you are pretty-inside- an' outside ain't bad baby. Okay now?
W. Thank you, but I was always "okay". You are the insecure one here.
E. Yeah, am. I admit it. Don't know why tho-
W. Me either! I can't see why you feel that way-after all you are Elvis and a star. But I know that you have some doubts at times.
E. It could all be gone-tomorrow.
W. Not likely!
E. Hope not lordy, ya know...movies are- are not doin' well as before. Things dropped off 'n they want to have more guarantees n' stuff like that. Goin' to have less time for 'em, Tom said just cut the hours down an it'd even it some. An' usin' doubles for me much as can be like back scenes and so forth.
W. Well, maybe you need to do more records.
E. Think so-last one didn't get very high-charts you know.
W. Really. I think your gospels are great-maybe you could do another one of them?
E. Yeah-
W. I wouldn't worry-
E. Got chewed out man. Jus' cause the f.... eh, excuse me, sorry. Film didn't do as well as expected -they were pretty unhappy. Oh lord, why can't somethin' happen -come along that-that...to-to get-get- (hear him swallow and then a big heaving sigh)
W. You out of them? How many more?
E. Seven or so...a lifetime...
W. It'll go by fast...you know it does... (end of it) I don't remember which film was up next-but he wasn't looking forward to doing it at all. It was one of the fast made ones...a string of those were done.)
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Other kinds of "tribulations and how he solved them
by Rainbow Light » Wed May 30, 2007 6:07 am
This is a snippet of conversation from way back there-
Hey, thanks for appreciating-I am searching through things and finding things I had forgotten but thought you all would enjoy them as I did rereading some of it. I too, became a nearly non meat eater-I eat chicken some-that's it. I used to walk by the meat counters and feel horrible and didn't know why, I mean, I grew up on a farm, we butchered but they were killed fast and never knew what hit them-unlike today's processing plants. I didn't know what it was about the meat until I started learning about the cruelty etc: and when I quit eating it, I felt so much better. My husband Jimmie still likes meat sometimes, and I will fix a few things, but mostly he has to eat out to get it. And I'm a big stray animal person-used to do rescue work and still do sometimes. But I do not want any more to come here-thoughts are things, so I won't even go there!
Animals are my biggest thing really, always had them around me and it's lonely and "dead" in our house when we don't have any. I used to raise parakeets and cockatiels too-used to raise one good batch of young birds a year-that way their colors were beautifull and deep and the birds were big sized. I had just one pet shop I would sell them to-because they took good care of their birds and other animals-I checked. And then that money would take us to Vegas to see-Elvis! He paid our way the first time he played there-there was 14 of us who went and we had a full table in what Elvis said was the best location for a good view of the stage-it was too. We were stage level but not in front of it-two rows of booths and tables from the stage. It was great, but not as good as right at the stage-then you could see that face, those eyes and he often would spit on you when he sang-of course that wasn't the greatest but you knew you were close! He didn't mean to do it-but singers do that-and after all, it was HIM. Still, it kind of bothered me the first time-when I realized what it was!
I have the napkin he gave me, he came over, another lady was handing it to him and he wiped his chest with it and then handed it to me. I really didn't want it but the look on his face was too much-I took it and handed him mine to give to her and he did. Of course, it's never been washed and it's pretty creepy looking now but it's in our safe! He got such a kick out of doing that and giving it to me-like a mean little boy. Wjh
Re: His rights
Very possessive about his private personal life, home, things, etc; and family. He shared willingly to a point, and then watch out, don't cross him, don't step on his toes or any of his things toes...or look out! Like Lisa said, Darth Vader could take lessons from her dad when he was angry and upset. It took a lot to do it, but when it happened, he was beyond normal angry...and coming from this quiet, soft spoken, funny and nice guy-it must have been a sight! He even knew his temper was terrible and he prayed about it, asked for prayer to help him keep it under control. So he kept it in and got stomach problems as a result. You know, that statement about holding everything in and not letting it out, not digesting it-was so true in his case. So very true. And he was considered to be "too emotional" and "cried too easily" by so many around him...so he couldn't even do that unless he went to his room and through a fit-usually in the bathroom with the shower full blast he said. Like Jerry says when Pris moved out and took her things including her Merceedes he'd given her, and Elvis told her to teach Lisa to use the phone so she could call him any time- Lisa was 2 1/2 years old. The press didn't ever get the time line right for that break up/separation/on going thing, then he went in his room and they heard him crying, screaming and beating things up
for hours. And they were all stunned, shocked and hurting for him...but no one could help him...he had locked the door. wjh
Wanda: You're outside?
Yeah-I was lookin' at the sky-watchin' the sun take over the stars early an' listenin' to Memphis wakin' up. Don't hear the steam boats anymore-not many on the river, an' too, there is too much traffic. Goddd, I hate the traffic-we first moved here it was out in the country-quiet and pleasant. I wish I'd never sold that land...
W: Why did you?
Daddy thought we'd be smart to do it as we were payin' taxes on it, an' they raised them, you know, so when they made us an offer he took it. He didn't think they'd build so fast-but man, it's awful! Can't do nothin' now for the noise an' people. An' they even tried to make me get rid of my horses! Can you picture that? The goddamn nerve of 'em! I lived here first by damn-an' they tried to say my horses draw flies an' stink! Got a court order 'n everything! (he spewed angrily)
W. So...what did you do?
Went down an' talked to the judge an' he saw my side of it, wouldn't accept it in court. Then I found out where they had their mortages an' I bought 'em! Now, they pay ME for their houses! An' I'm holdin' the bag! (laughs
dirtily)
W: You are mean! That was smart, didn't know that could be done.
You know now! 'n you got the money an' the power behind you, there isn't anything you can't do-buy or ruin, baby! 'member that!
W: I will. You have...all that power-huh?
Damn right! An' if I don't-I know where to go 'n get more of it---and I did. Wouldn't hurt innocent people, but they had no right to try that on me! By damn, this is my house, my land an' what I do is my business. I moved my cattle 'cause there wasn't enough room here, an' I figured it would be an eyesore if they trampled ever thing down. So I moved 'em-but my horses are stayin' where I can see 'em, ride 'em an' enjoy them. Nobody is gonna change that. It's a fact!
W: Is it true you found the cattle at a slaughter house holding pen and bought them to save their lives?
Now...where'd you hear that?
W: I have ears....eyes...isn't that your line?
(Laughs) okay, I'm a a softie at times. They was lookin' at me with those big brown eyes 'n some of them looked so sad...besides there's enough hamburger out there-an' didn't need to send them up that ramp. Gawd...you ever see it? Man, you can feel it 'fore you get up there...just had to do somethin' -with 'em looking at me like that...wasn't but a few, they sure were happy gettin' off the truck here...but gawd, talk about stink! I was glad to find another place for them, they'll live out their lives an' do what cows do-'n it's a good thing.
W: Like the dog pound-huh?
(Laughs) Guess so...good thing if I don't go near those places...daddy'd kick my ass...from here to Sunday!
Hey, thanks for appreciating-I am searching through things and finding things I had forgotten but thought you all would enjoy them as I did rereading some of it. I too, became a nearly non meat eater-I eat chicken some-that's it. I used to walk by the meat counters and feel horrible and didn't know why, I mean, I grew up on a farm, we butchered but they were killed fast and never knew what hit them-unlike today's processing plants. I didn't know what it was about the meat until I started learning about the cruelty etc: and when I quit eating it, I felt so much better. My husband Jimmie still likes meat sometimes, and I will fix a few things, but mostly he has to eat out to get it. And I'm a big stray animal person-used to do rescue work and still do sometimes. But I do not want any more to come here-thoughts are things, so I won't even go there!
Animals are my biggest thing really, always had them around me and it's lonely and "dead" in our house when we don't have any. I used to raise parakeets and cockatiels too-used to raise one good batch of young birds a year-that way their colors were beautifull and deep and the birds were big sized. I had just one pet shop I would sell them to-because they took good care of their birds and other animals-I checked. And then that money would take us to Vegas to see-Elvis! He paid our way the first time he played there-there was 14 of us who went and we had a full table in what Elvis said was the best location for a good view of the stage-it was too. We were stage level but not in front of it-two rows of booths and tables from the stage. It was great, but not as good as right at the stage-then you could see that face, those eyes and he often would spit on you when he sang-of course that wasn't the greatest but you knew you were close! He didn't mean to do it-but singers do that-and after all, it was HIM. Still, it kind of bothered me the first time-when I realized what it was!
I have the napkin he gave me, he came over, another lady was handing it to him and he wiped his chest with it and then handed it to me. I really didn't want it but the look on his face was too much-I took it and handed him mine to give to her and he did. Of course, it's never been washed and it's pretty creepy looking now but it's in our safe! He got such a kick out of doing that and giving it to me-like a mean little boy. Wjh
Re: His rights
Very possessive about his private personal life, home, things, etc; and family. He shared willingly to a point, and then watch out, don't cross him, don't step on his toes or any of his things toes...or look out! Like Lisa said, Darth Vader could take lessons from her dad when he was angry and upset. It took a lot to do it, but when it happened, he was beyond normal angry...and coming from this quiet, soft spoken, funny and nice guy-it must have been a sight! He even knew his temper was terrible and he prayed about it, asked for prayer to help him keep it under control. So he kept it in and got stomach problems as a result. You know, that statement about holding everything in and not letting it out, not digesting it-was so true in his case. So very true. And he was considered to be "too emotional" and "cried too easily" by so many around him...so he couldn't even do that unless he went to his room and through a fit-usually in the bathroom with the shower full blast he said. Like Jerry says when Pris moved out and took her things including her Merceedes he'd given her, and Elvis told her to teach Lisa to use the phone so she could call him any time- Lisa was 2 1/2 years old. The press didn't ever get the time line right for that break up/separation/on going thing, then he went in his room and they heard him crying, screaming and beating things up
for hours. And they were all stunned, shocked and hurting for him...but no one could help him...he had locked the door. wjh
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New book/movie coming out by David Stanley
by Rainbow Light » Thu May 31, 2007 7:55 am
steps
Well, Lisa has it all-they as "members of the family" got little in comparison and they did "grow up" as his "brothers" even though daddy did divorce momma and apparently for good reasons, mainly money spent behing his back (daddy's) and I guess they feel cheated or that they ought to have received more for their 17 years of "devotion" and etc: but that wasn't for Elvis to decide-or else he chose not to decide-whatever, he left it to his child, his exwife (wife in his heart) and his daddy and his family. After all, that's what the man of the house would do- and his father had already given the exwife of his quite a big settlement and money every month which came from Elvis too, as his father was getting money for "working" for his son...the business of Elvis Presley, Inc. etc:. Which Elvis said was "a carnival, complete with "rides", glitter and hype". And he was the biggest "freak attraction" there." He liked that song about "all the horses are packed up in boxes and gone, all the glitter, and rides are moving along" But don't be sad, because I won't be gone long, I'm comin' back".
I can't think of the name of it but I thought of what he said the minute I heard it for the first time right after it was released. He found one that said it for him! And then he did Fairytale and that one was the story of his life, he said-one big fairytale. And really, it is, really...he said. If you have the LP or CD or cassette of him talking back when he was on the movie set, he's talking so softly, normally, and everything seems to end in really,
I love listening to that-it was so being himself, though he was trying to speak properly and be "educated sounding" as he worried that people would think he was dumb-because they did when he first began, he was ridiculed for sounding "black" for talking like a "hick" and for being "dumb"-he wasn't dumb-he was innocent, he just didn't know how to deal in the big bad world but he learned quickly and sheilded himself from as much as he could. It is so stupid when people like that one that did the playboy interview/story thing back a while said those disgusting things and that Elvis was such a sex machine-
he would have been too embarrassed to do those things-figments of her imagination for sure. I can't see him EVER being that outrageous-even privately though he might have been then-but only if he knew whomever wouldn't tell-then he'd have worried enough he would have toned it all down. Nope, not the guy I knew who would blush! At 31 years old! And as far as other stories, well, it makes good "copy" and sells. so be it. I think most people will find the Stanley book and movie to be a crock-and after all, hasn't it all been down the road several times already? It's just ironic that it's coming out now-when so many good books are being done and coming out- I hope with all of them, including mine, we can do something good for his memory for the people who will come along years to come. At least there will be something else to counter-just like when the first one came out and the that goldman crap came out about the same time. David implies that Elvis did it on purpose-overdosed-so he wouldn't have to face the truth-that's crap. He wouldn't have left his baby girl to face that kind of stuff-he was living for her, he said so.
And he wasn't a quitter-he would fight back and had cleaned himself up as far as he could, sleeping pills, etc: when I saw him in December, 76 he had not slept, he had not taken any sleeping pills, he was dead tired and he was on his way to see doctors-they didn't give him good news-and he didn't expect them to-but everyone hopes, wants to try, he was no different. He was lucid and able to converse very well, in depth, carefully and with patience, understanding for so many and he said things he normally would not-because he thought it might be his last chance- That's what I believe-he wanted me to know the truth-he had always been truthful with what he told me-unless he was protecting someone else. He never lied, not to save himself. His family said the same things, so did Charlie-it's almost like Davey waited for that-so no one would deny it-after all, Charlie was living there, he was almost always there, he would know...the others didn't live there-Please God, let some of them who were, speak up. now is the time. wjh
Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 1:32 am Post subject: Movie/D. Stanley
Hi, don't think it will ever be anything. He was promoting and saying whatever to get attention for it and to make it "sell". I hardly think it will be seen by many-and it may well just be a "made for tv" movie and will have to go up for sale to the stations- I doubt it gets much attention if it makes to tv. And if it goes to movie houses-practically none, most likely. Except for those who love seeing and hearing dirt, always will be those.
Elvis always said any publicity is good publicity-but it still hurt him though he'd laugh about it and try to joke it off.
David seemed to be contradicting himself quite a bit-and it's the only thing he has to sell left over from those days. There are good ones out now-Kathy's book is still available, Larry's, and all the good comments from his band members, back up singers and people he worked with on films-everyone is speaking out more now-it's funny how that happens...someone comes out with wild tales and other people step up and counter it. Thank heaven for that! I wonder how many will come out and trash my book this time-happened before-I expect it to again. And as he said, "any publicity is good..." makes people want to know more I guess. I had trouble not making him sound "too nice" because most of what I saw from him was nice-it was the guys who were the "dogs" and boy, were they ever! No wonder Elvis tried to keep them up in his suite singing- the mouth can't get you in trouble, he said, when it's busy praising the Lord!" Right on there...wjh
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Reasons to avoid her (Dee Stanley)
I probably could regret this, but she had barely moved into his house when she attempted to tempt him-saying there was enough of her for both of them- And this in the wee hours of the night, in his kitchen where he was sitting having a sandwich and she came down in a thin nighty and made the big mistake of thinking being "him" he would be interested. As she lay on the floor where he let her fall, she was told in pricise laungage I'm sure-to get lost...and if she saw him coming, to get the hell out of his sight. He didn't go home much for quite a while-he didn't tell on her, and just waited for him to figure it out on his own-which he did when he discovered her interest in a younger man-a singer with ambitions and money "dissapearing" too often. I believe that guy was around for quite a while-kind of like the impersonator that was on the scene after 8/16/77 ? ? ?
Anyway there was no "motherly love" involved and no more money coming her way ever again. The "kids" were different-they stayed on when she left-left her for him sort of and there was much heated words and hate for that "disloyalty to mother" business...but I don't know much about it-and all I ever heard was of the "tempting" routine in the kitchen. He didn't finish his sandwich or coffee either-nor did he help her up. There were several years that he was just coridual with his dad over the whole situation-he missed him but he wouldn't give in one iota. And stayed away as much as he could
except for holidays and birthdays etc: - after the ashes fell and the flames were out, he was glad to have his father back, they talked a lot and he said he had to "learn how to handle him" just as his mom had done and once he did and had it down good as he put it, they were fine and enjoyed each other's company. And that's all I can say about any of that- But what she came up with was a crock of you know what and she must of been taking too many valiums at the time she said it. Anything for a buck though...it seems that way with many of those people. wjh
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Re: Vernon
Hi, Elvis loved his father. He gave him his respect and he was understanding of where his dad came from-poverty more severe than Elvis experienced as a kid and that was bad enough. I have heard that Vernon had a temper that came out if he had been drinking- many people drink when they have problems-and too, he had injured his back doing as Elvis said, "work way to hard for him" and alcohol can deaden pain and other things as well. His dad quit drinking and as Elvis said, things were better then. Too, his dad served time in jail for forging a check by a few dollars when he felt he had been cheated and probably was, by the man he worked for and who ended up owning the house Vernon had built for him and Gladys-there was still money owed on it I guess when he went to jail. Anyway, Elvis loved him, but he was closer to his mother and didn't have that same kind of closness with his dad. His dad was strict-so was his mom and young Elvis learned that he must respect and obey them early. He never had anything bad to say about his father-just the opposite and of course his mother was an angel, living one at that...in his memory that was all that counted. Elvis said that he was "just like any young boy, onery and sneaking out when he could to do things he knew he'd get in trouble for-and he said "I did- often enough to know better and quit ...gettin' caught!" He did say that he had more "whippings" from his dad than he did his mother... she would put him in the closet and make him sit in there in the dark-that was enough he said, to make him "toe the line" most of the time. Elvis had his lower lip split and his front upper teeth-or one of them-chipped and I think it was due to "punishment" for "talking back" to his father or his mother- I think it was his dad that did it-but I'm not swearing to that as factual. Whatever, he had them capped when he became "popular"-I think it was Sam Phillips or someone involved with Sun Records that had Elvis' teeth capped so he'd look good smiling.
Who ever, a big hug to him-them as that smile was something!
I think Elvis meant that he had to learn more about his dad and how to get along with him since he was looking after Elvis' money instead of his mom doing it. Vernon was always there for Elvis afterward-except during the time he was married to Dee - that caused some discord but Elvis was always one to leave the scene rather than "fuss over it". He wanted peace and quiet and understanding above all in the family.
I met Vernon in Vegas, he was very nice, laughed and asked questions kind of like Elvis did-about our family, what kind of work, how often we had come to Vegas and he laughed over a comment I made about Elvis but in a round about way. We did not talk to Vernon about Elvis or ask him anything and I think he appreciated it. He had breakfast with us-coffee and toast anyway-it was 1969 and then we talked with him in 1970 briefly and he didn't remember us-I could tell that. He did not ave his son's memory for things-that was certain. By then he was wearing nicer clothes, a mustache and had his nails manicured and polished-his wife Dee was getting her hair done and he was playing the dollar slots just as he always did when in Vegas. He'd win, then try another one and usually won there too. Not big money, but he was putting in lots of silver dollars! He didn't like the hours his son kept and tried to sleep nights. His comment was about "not much for keeping owl hours."
Thank God Vernon didn't die before Elvis-I don't think Elvis could have handled losing his father-it scared him very much when his dad was ill and it was his heart. I think Elvis must have stayed awake for more than a week over that-and then was sick himself worrying over his father. wjh
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Re: Grandma Dodger
Yeah, he told a few things about his grandma- in the interview he said she told him "to stop mooning over something that was out of reach" when he was blue over the fact Pris was in Germany, he was in the US and he was depressed because he couldn't see her and she was so young. He said she (grandma) "clipped" him with her cane when she was wanting to "make a point".
And he'd snap back into reality pretty quickly then. He also must have told her about me and my family because one Christmas when we got a present from him there were hand crocheted little squares about 4 by 4 inches with different colored pansy flowers on them-they were like little potholders but way to pretty for that! And she had made them, gave them to him to give to us! I was surprised and sent her a thank you card and got back a little note-typed-that thanked ME for loving her grandson enough to "put up with him"... I haven't thought about that in years! I have the little potholders still and never used them other than I used to have a big kitchen and they were displayed on a wall with other framed flower pictures. When he first brought Priscilla as a young teenager, to meet her, and after Pris was gone back home to Germany-she was visiting- his grandmother told him not to marry her, she "would break my heart". And he told me this after they married and expecting the baby and he was the happiest he'd ever been and laughed about that dire warning. He said his grandma was something of a "witch" and could do "things" and told things-foretold things-that sometimes happened. He said she could read cards and made "predictions" that often came true-or true enough, he added, to make a person think she could foresee the future. He joked about it-but I think he probably thought of it often later when his heart was broken. I'm glad she outlived him also-that would have broken his "shield" pretty good too.
he said he carried a "big shield to protect me from the slings and arrows" that were thrown at him by the"world and all it's many rock throwers". He didn't often talk about his relatives who lived with him-and if he did, it was either funny, sad or unusual. His Aunt Delta was a real card-apparently- and he had to go down there and get her because he didn't want her living alone-and she had a dog that he didn't like much because it wasn't housebroken too well and liked to chew things...and it didn't like anyone but her and Lisa according to something I read somewhere. Elvis liked to jump at it and make it bark at him, or so the article said. I think it was some movie magazine-so that probably was fabrication-who knows. He didn't tell me he did that-but knowing him, he probably would have if the dog reacted that way. His grandma didn't like the bird that talked-screamed and carried on and knew some "choice words and phrases" that I'll just bet Elvis taught it to say! wjh
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Hi, it was a real surprise to me when we got the gift and card too. It had to be that she knew about Elvis' friends and the only way would have been had he told her something about it. That's the only time that I can say for sure any one knew-and it really freaked us out after his death to think he didn't say anything-or if he did, no one was going to say so for whatever their reasons were. Just haven't any way to know now, and besides that, it didn't really matter to us-but it was nice of her to want to send something. I used to know when her birthday was and sent her a card for several years after Elvis left us. I guess she got them-never heard another word from there. Except for the one time I tried speaking with Vernon-I wanted to send him something from his son, but he was so worried about money and legal issues he wasn't himself, it seemed. So I just sent him a copy of our book and after several months, we got the letter from him and that was all the communication I ever had with anyone from there. Except for a letter from lawyers who let me know Elvis' voice was "owned" and couldn't be "used" without
paying big money... and by how many seconds... not even minutes! wjh.
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Graceland Inc .
Yeah, sometimes it seems that money is the root of all evil--- I hope too, they don't mess with Graceland! I heard today, that the Ambassador of China came and went through Graceland-with his bunch of security etc; and that he did the tour of the house-but I don't know about the rest- I remember something about that man saying something about he wanted to go some time back when he was being interviewed on the news. So he finally did it. Pretty nifty considering they wouldn't allow any Elvis records in their country for the duration of his career- and now! I sent 2 or 3 WR.E's into that area but had to have a way around postal address to get it to the people-but from China, they ordered! And they risked alot just going to the country where they could get one and then had to smuggle it back! Amazing. Also sent 2 to Russian people and I think one went into another country that I can't recall also one that did not allow his music etc: into it. Arabia-that was it-how could I forget that! I have Arabian horses! Oh well, slept since then! As far as lawyers, they don't really do anything but scare tactics although I fully understand about the tapes-if it were me, and I didn't know what the person was like or what they had, I would want to know before I allowed use of anything. In this case, I did send them to him, what he did with them, I have no clue-but until they show up or whatever, I will keep my word and they will not be released by anyone but his family.
I can live with that... So far the written word has not been claimed and I don't think it can be...that probably is why nothing was done or will be done this time-the courts rulled the written word is public and only if there are slanderous etc: and evil intent is it possible to do something through the courts- But it's a hassal and very expensive to do, I guess. I could have sued some people when the first one came out, my lawyer was willing to go the distance but it wasn't worth it to me-people have the right to think and say what they think and it didn't hurt me, cost me anythng or even make me angry- since I expected it-I wasn't surprised or upset-just felt sorry for them actually. Maybe I learned that from Elvis- to look with understanding and sympathy on other people when in their iggnorence they offend, critize and vilify what they don't know or understand. that's not his exact wording but most of it is- I wouldn't have even considered "vilify" but he used it! He liked new words- and would throw them in now and then- sometimes I had to hunt to find them in the dictionary. wjh
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Well, Lisa has it all-they as "members of the family" got little in comparison and they did "grow up" as his "brothers" even though daddy did divorce momma and apparently for good reasons, mainly money spent behing his back (daddy's) and I guess they feel cheated or that they ought to have received more for their 17 years of "devotion" and etc: but that wasn't for Elvis to decide-or else he chose not to decide-whatever, he left it to his child, his exwife (wife in his heart) and his daddy and his family. After all, that's what the man of the house would do- and his father had already given the exwife of his quite a big settlement and money every month which came from Elvis too, as his father was getting money for "working" for his son...the business of Elvis Presley, Inc. etc:. Which Elvis said was "a carnival, complete with "rides", glitter and hype". And he was the biggest "freak attraction" there." He liked that song about "all the horses are packed up in boxes and gone, all the glitter, and rides are moving along" But don't be sad, because I won't be gone long, I'm comin' back".
I can't think of the name of it but I thought of what he said the minute I heard it for the first time right after it was released. He found one that said it for him! And then he did Fairytale and that one was the story of his life, he said-one big fairytale. And really, it is, really...he said. If you have the LP or CD or cassette of him talking back when he was on the movie set, he's talking so softly, normally, and everything seems to end in really,
I love listening to that-it was so being himself, though he was trying to speak properly and be "educated sounding" as he worried that people would think he was dumb-because they did when he first began, he was ridiculed for sounding "black" for talking like a "hick" and for being "dumb"-he wasn't dumb-he was innocent, he just didn't know how to deal in the big bad world but he learned quickly and sheilded himself from as much as he could. It is so stupid when people like that one that did the playboy interview/story thing back a while said those disgusting things and that Elvis was such a sex machine-
he would have been too embarrassed to do those things-figments of her imagination for sure. I can't see him EVER being that outrageous-even privately though he might have been then-but only if he knew whomever wouldn't tell-then he'd have worried enough he would have toned it all down. Nope, not the guy I knew who would blush! At 31 years old! And as far as other stories, well, it makes good "copy" and sells. so be it. I think most people will find the Stanley book and movie to be a crock-and after all, hasn't it all been down the road several times already? It's just ironic that it's coming out now-when so many good books are being done and coming out- I hope with all of them, including mine, we can do something good for his memory for the people who will come along years to come. At least there will be something else to counter-just like when the first one came out and the that goldman crap came out about the same time. David implies that Elvis did it on purpose-overdosed-so he wouldn't have to face the truth-that's crap. He wouldn't have left his baby girl to face that kind of stuff-he was living for her, he said so.
And he wasn't a quitter-he would fight back and had cleaned himself up as far as he could, sleeping pills, etc: when I saw him in December, 76 he had not slept, he had not taken any sleeping pills, he was dead tired and he was on his way to see doctors-they didn't give him good news-and he didn't expect them to-but everyone hopes, wants to try, he was no different. He was lucid and able to converse very well, in depth, carefully and with patience, understanding for so many and he said things he normally would not-because he thought it might be his last chance- That's what I believe-he wanted me to know the truth-he had always been truthful with what he told me-unless he was protecting someone else. He never lied, not to save himself. His family said the same things, so did Charlie-it's almost like Davey waited for that-so no one would deny it-after all, Charlie was living there, he was almost always there, he would know...the others didn't live there-Please God, let some of them who were, speak up. now is the time. wjh
Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 1:32 am Post subject: Movie/D. Stanley
Hi, don't think it will ever be anything. He was promoting and saying whatever to get attention for it and to make it "sell". I hardly think it will be seen by many-and it may well just be a "made for tv" movie and will have to go up for sale to the stations- I doubt it gets much attention if it makes to tv. And if it goes to movie houses-practically none, most likely. Except for those who love seeing and hearing dirt, always will be those.
Elvis always said any publicity is good publicity-but it still hurt him though he'd laugh about it and try to joke it off.
David seemed to be contradicting himself quite a bit-and it's the only thing he has to sell left over from those days. There are good ones out now-Kathy's book is still available, Larry's, and all the good comments from his band members, back up singers and people he worked with on films-everyone is speaking out more now-it's funny how that happens...someone comes out with wild tales and other people step up and counter it. Thank heaven for that! I wonder how many will come out and trash my book this time-happened before-I expect it to again. And as he said, "any publicity is good..." makes people want to know more I guess. I had trouble not making him sound "too nice" because most of what I saw from him was nice-it was the guys who were the "dogs" and boy, were they ever! No wonder Elvis tried to keep them up in his suite singing- the mouth can't get you in trouble, he said, when it's busy praising the Lord!" Right on there...wjh
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Reasons to avoid her (Dee Stanley)
I probably could regret this, but she had barely moved into his house when she attempted to tempt him-saying there was enough of her for both of them- And this in the wee hours of the night, in his kitchen where he was sitting having a sandwich and she came down in a thin nighty and made the big mistake of thinking being "him" he would be interested. As she lay on the floor where he let her fall, she was told in pricise laungage I'm sure-to get lost...and if she saw him coming, to get the hell out of his sight. He didn't go home much for quite a while-he didn't tell on her, and just waited for him to figure it out on his own-which he did when he discovered her interest in a younger man-a singer with ambitions and money "dissapearing" too often. I believe that guy was around for quite a while-kind of like the impersonator that was on the scene after 8/16/77 ? ? ?
Anyway there was no "motherly love" involved and no more money coming her way ever again. The "kids" were different-they stayed on when she left-left her for him sort of and there was much heated words and hate for that "disloyalty to mother" business...but I don't know much about it-and all I ever heard was of the "tempting" routine in the kitchen. He didn't finish his sandwich or coffee either-nor did he help her up. There were several years that he was just coridual with his dad over the whole situation-he missed him but he wouldn't give in one iota. And stayed away as much as he could
except for holidays and birthdays etc: - after the ashes fell and the flames were out, he was glad to have his father back, they talked a lot and he said he had to "learn how to handle him" just as his mom had done and once he did and had it down good as he put it, they were fine and enjoyed each other's company. And that's all I can say about any of that- But what she came up with was a crock of you know what and she must of been taking too many valiums at the time she said it. Anything for a buck though...it seems that way with many of those people. wjh
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Re: Vernon
Hi, Elvis loved his father. He gave him his respect and he was understanding of where his dad came from-poverty more severe than Elvis experienced as a kid and that was bad enough. I have heard that Vernon had a temper that came out if he had been drinking- many people drink when they have problems-and too, he had injured his back doing as Elvis said, "work way to hard for him" and alcohol can deaden pain and other things as well. His dad quit drinking and as Elvis said, things were better then. Too, his dad served time in jail for forging a check by a few dollars when he felt he had been cheated and probably was, by the man he worked for and who ended up owning the house Vernon had built for him and Gladys-there was still money owed on it I guess when he went to jail. Anyway, Elvis loved him, but he was closer to his mother and didn't have that same kind of closness with his dad. His dad was strict-so was his mom and young Elvis learned that he must respect and obey them early. He never had anything bad to say about his father-just the opposite and of course his mother was an angel, living one at that...in his memory that was all that counted. Elvis said that he was "just like any young boy, onery and sneaking out when he could to do things he knew he'd get in trouble for-and he said "I did- often enough to know better and quit ...gettin' caught!" He did say that he had more "whippings" from his dad than he did his mother... she would put him in the closet and make him sit in there in the dark-that was enough he said, to make him "toe the line" most of the time. Elvis had his lower lip split and his front upper teeth-or one of them-chipped and I think it was due to "punishment" for "talking back" to his father or his mother- I think it was his dad that did it-but I'm not swearing to that as factual. Whatever, he had them capped when he became "popular"-I think it was Sam Phillips or someone involved with Sun Records that had Elvis' teeth capped so he'd look good smiling.
Who ever, a big hug to him-them as that smile was something!
I think Elvis meant that he had to learn more about his dad and how to get along with him since he was looking after Elvis' money instead of his mom doing it. Vernon was always there for Elvis afterward-except during the time he was married to Dee - that caused some discord but Elvis was always one to leave the scene rather than "fuss over it". He wanted peace and quiet and understanding above all in the family.
I met Vernon in Vegas, he was very nice, laughed and asked questions kind of like Elvis did-about our family, what kind of work, how often we had come to Vegas and he laughed over a comment I made about Elvis but in a round about way. We did not talk to Vernon about Elvis or ask him anything and I think he appreciated it. He had breakfast with us-coffee and toast anyway-it was 1969 and then we talked with him in 1970 briefly and he didn't remember us-I could tell that. He did not ave his son's memory for things-that was certain. By then he was wearing nicer clothes, a mustache and had his nails manicured and polished-his wife Dee was getting her hair done and he was playing the dollar slots just as he always did when in Vegas. He'd win, then try another one and usually won there too. Not big money, but he was putting in lots of silver dollars! He didn't like the hours his son kept and tried to sleep nights. His comment was about "not much for keeping owl hours."
Thank God Vernon didn't die before Elvis-I don't think Elvis could have handled losing his father-it scared him very much when his dad was ill and it was his heart. I think Elvis must have stayed awake for more than a week over that-and then was sick himself worrying over his father. wjh
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Re: Grandma Dodger
Yeah, he told a few things about his grandma- in the interview he said she told him "to stop mooning over something that was out of reach" when he was blue over the fact Pris was in Germany, he was in the US and he was depressed because he couldn't see her and she was so young. He said she (grandma) "clipped" him with her cane when she was wanting to "make a point".
And he'd snap back into reality pretty quickly then. He also must have told her about me and my family because one Christmas when we got a present from him there were hand crocheted little squares about 4 by 4 inches with different colored pansy flowers on them-they were like little potholders but way to pretty for that! And she had made them, gave them to him to give to us! I was surprised and sent her a thank you card and got back a little note-typed-that thanked ME for loving her grandson enough to "put up with him"... I haven't thought about that in years! I have the little potholders still and never used them other than I used to have a big kitchen and they were displayed on a wall with other framed flower pictures. When he first brought Priscilla as a young teenager, to meet her, and after Pris was gone back home to Germany-she was visiting- his grandmother told him not to marry her, she "would break my heart". And he told me this after they married and expecting the baby and he was the happiest he'd ever been and laughed about that dire warning. He said his grandma was something of a "witch" and could do "things" and told things-foretold things-that sometimes happened. He said she could read cards and made "predictions" that often came true-or true enough, he added, to make a person think she could foresee the future. He joked about it-but I think he probably thought of it often later when his heart was broken. I'm glad she outlived him also-that would have broken his "shield" pretty good too.
he said he carried a "big shield to protect me from the slings and arrows" that were thrown at him by the"world and all it's many rock throwers". He didn't often talk about his relatives who lived with him-and if he did, it was either funny, sad or unusual. His Aunt Delta was a real card-apparently- and he had to go down there and get her because he didn't want her living alone-and she had a dog that he didn't like much because it wasn't housebroken too well and liked to chew things...and it didn't like anyone but her and Lisa according to something I read somewhere. Elvis liked to jump at it and make it bark at him, or so the article said. I think it was some movie magazine-so that probably was fabrication-who knows. He didn't tell me he did that-but knowing him, he probably would have if the dog reacted that way. His grandma didn't like the bird that talked-screamed and carried on and knew some "choice words and phrases" that I'll just bet Elvis taught it to say! wjh
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Hi, it was a real surprise to me when we got the gift and card too. It had to be that she knew about Elvis' friends and the only way would have been had he told her something about it. That's the only time that I can say for sure any one knew-and it really freaked us out after his death to think he didn't say anything-or if he did, no one was going to say so for whatever their reasons were. Just haven't any way to know now, and besides that, it didn't really matter to us-but it was nice of her to want to send something. I used to know when her birthday was and sent her a card for several years after Elvis left us. I guess she got them-never heard another word from there. Except for the one time I tried speaking with Vernon-I wanted to send him something from his son, but he was so worried about money and legal issues he wasn't himself, it seemed. So I just sent him a copy of our book and after several months, we got the letter from him and that was all the communication I ever had with anyone from there. Except for a letter from lawyers who let me know Elvis' voice was "owned" and couldn't be "used" without
paying big money... and by how many seconds... not even minutes! wjh.
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Graceland Inc .
Yeah, sometimes it seems that money is the root of all evil--- I hope too, they don't mess with Graceland! I heard today, that the Ambassador of China came and went through Graceland-with his bunch of security etc; and that he did the tour of the house-but I don't know about the rest- I remember something about that man saying something about he wanted to go some time back when he was being interviewed on the news. So he finally did it. Pretty nifty considering they wouldn't allow any Elvis records in their country for the duration of his career- and now! I sent 2 or 3 WR.E's into that area but had to have a way around postal address to get it to the people-but from China, they ordered! And they risked alot just going to the country where they could get one and then had to smuggle it back! Amazing. Also sent 2 to Russian people and I think one went into another country that I can't recall also one that did not allow his music etc: into it. Arabia-that was it-how could I forget that! I have Arabian horses! Oh well, slept since then! As far as lawyers, they don't really do anything but scare tactics although I fully understand about the tapes-if it were me, and I didn't know what the person was like or what they had, I would want to know before I allowed use of anything. In this case, I did send them to him, what he did with them, I have no clue-but until they show up or whatever, I will keep my word and they will not be released by anyone but his family.
I can live with that... So far the written word has not been claimed and I don't think it can be...that probably is why nothing was done or will be done this time-the courts rulled the written word is public and only if there are slanderous etc: and evil intent is it possible to do something through the courts- But it's a hassal and very expensive to do, I guess. I could have sued some people when the first one came out, my lawyer was willing to go the distance but it wasn't worth it to me-people have the right to think and say what they think and it didn't hurt me, cost me anythng or even make me angry- since I expected it-I wasn't surprised or upset-just felt sorry for them actually. Maybe I learned that from Elvis- to look with understanding and sympathy on other people when in their iggnorence they offend, critize and vilify what they don't know or understand. that's not his exact wording but most of it is- I wouldn't have even considered "vilify" but he used it! He liked new words- and would throw them in now and then- sometimes I had to hunt to find them in the dictionary. wjh
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Choices
by Rainbow Light » Thu May 31, 2007 8:15 am
Elvis chose his path when he began to study, search and look for answers to the many questions he had and felt a need to know. He didn't find the answers to all his questions, he didn't fully understand the "why me" aspect of his quest, but he did understand that God had touched him, given him special gifts and talents and that he had to share this with the world. He had to. And he got great satisfaction and personal joy from performing his task, sharing his gifts and the money that came from using them. He gave more than half of everything he earned away, and that's only what we think we know he gave away. There was so much more that no one knows about-other than Elvis and he'd give and then move on to give to some one else...and never bragged and often didn't even mention his good deeds..in fact he swore people to secrecy and begged the press when they might have found out, don't tell please and most of the press people who knew him, respected his wishes...it was only later, when things began to turn nasty and mean in the media and there was a hunger for such in the public domain as well, did Elvis feel that his 'feet were bein' held to the fire' at times and he didn't understand why they said those things about him. That he was "grossly fat in 73"!!!! He was not a "rail" but he certainly was not the least fat much less grossly so! He looked good in that light blue suit, he looked great in Aloha but the meda said he was "fat" and "drugged" and "drunk" as well! Where were they sitting? Perhaps their own big noses and heavy jowls blocked their view?
The gist to my story is that we have to choose our path, our spiritual path and then follow it, it's okay to have a few pauses and be off a few steps to check other things out because usually when we do, we feel greater spiritual connections to God and our fellow human beings when we come back to that path with new knowledge and forthought. We have free choice, God gave us that when he made Adam and Eve and provided them the "tree of knowledge"-they could be children all their lives or they could choose "free will" -we all know they chose to be free willed and therefore, free to love God, worship in the way they needed to and follow the path of righteousness and understanding of all. wjh
Well put Laurie, I agree that's the way things have become since the "Garden of Eden"...instead of choosing to allow God to give us those gifts and abilities, "we" chose to "do it ourselves for gain and glory". As for Elvis choosing to hook up with the Col. he had so many telling him to do it, so many things happening with his career, it was so out of hand, out of his realm of reasoning, he didn't have a choice right then and he needed help so he took the hand that was held out to him. His mother might have sensed the outcome, but loving him as she did, she signed and let her baby go to make him happy.
She worried, she sent his cousin to look after him, and Elvis called her so she could "sleep" etc: and when she died, he said he "killed her" because he "didn't see, didn't understand", was too full of his own selfworth and had such a "big head going, so stuck on" himself as he put it, that he failed to take care of her, so busy getting things, wants he failed to provide the needs and care she needed emotionally. She worried her self to death over him; he never got over thinking that way...it bothered him, deep inside he felt so guilty and said he was not a good son, he should have known, should have listened and seen that she was worrying herself to death. I think she sensed his future, saw what they were doing to her little boy, burning him up, inside out and then he was taken away, even further going overseas and she would not be able to see him, take care of him and she feared he would be killed or hurt over there. To her that was like another planet-it was bad enough he was in Hollywood but he brought her with him then, she was there to look after him but the army, she would never be able to do anything-they owned him. I think he was right that she worried herself to death, but I do not think it was that he was indifferent-I think she was good at hiding it from him. Like a loving mother would. wjh
The gist to my story is that we have to choose our path, our spiritual path and then follow it, it's okay to have a few pauses and be off a few steps to check other things out because usually when we do, we feel greater spiritual connections to God and our fellow human beings when we come back to that path with new knowledge and forthought. We have free choice, God gave us that when he made Adam and Eve and provided them the "tree of knowledge"-they could be children all their lives or they could choose "free will" -we all know they chose to be free willed and therefore, free to love God, worship in the way they needed to and follow the path of righteousness and understanding of all. wjh
Well put Laurie, I agree that's the way things have become since the "Garden of Eden"...instead of choosing to allow God to give us those gifts and abilities, "we" chose to "do it ourselves for gain and glory". As for Elvis choosing to hook up with the Col. he had so many telling him to do it, so many things happening with his career, it was so out of hand, out of his realm of reasoning, he didn't have a choice right then and he needed help so he took the hand that was held out to him. His mother might have sensed the outcome, but loving him as she did, she signed and let her baby go to make him happy.
She worried, she sent his cousin to look after him, and Elvis called her so she could "sleep" etc: and when she died, he said he "killed her" because he "didn't see, didn't understand", was too full of his own selfworth and had such a "big head going, so stuck on" himself as he put it, that he failed to take care of her, so busy getting things, wants he failed to provide the needs and care she needed emotionally. She worried her self to death over him; he never got over thinking that way...it bothered him, deep inside he felt so guilty and said he was not a good son, he should have known, should have listened and seen that she was worrying herself to death. I think she sensed his future, saw what they were doing to her little boy, burning him up, inside out and then he was taken away, even further going overseas and she would not be able to see him, take care of him and she feared he would be killed or hurt over there. To her that was like another planet-it was bad enough he was in Hollywood but he brought her with him then, she was there to look after him but the army, she would never be able to do anything-they owned him. I think he was right that she worried herself to death, but I do not think it was that he was indifferent-I think she was good at hiding it from him. Like a loving mother would. wjh
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Rainbows, why?
by Rainbow Light » Thu May 31, 2007 8:25 am
Elvis was coping with being "shut in" because it had been raining in Memphis for several days and nights-he was holded up in his room watching television and at our house there was a rainbow (California). He asked if I knew why we have rainbows, not the scientific reason but the Holy reason. When I said no, he said this:
Elvis explained that the rainbow was not to remind people but was to remind God of His promise. "Isn't that somethin' " he said softly,"We are assured that He will not forget His promise, because He hangs a "note" up to remind Himself."
I had gone to church at least twice a week until I was nearly 20 years old and I had never heard that story put that way before. Elvis had a heartfelt unique way of thinking about things and could explain them so well - how I wish he had been able to express those thoughts and feelings more openly - but there would always be those who would be disgruntled if he had... I am so glad Maia and Simeon have ELC to help Elvis "get it out there" even today! Oh, by the way, at the time he was quoting scripture from memory-something he could do pretty much at will, right down to chapter and verse-a few times we "played" a game-I had a Bible and would pick at random a chapter and verse-read a few words and he would pick it up from memory and recite several verses-only a few times did he flub up a line or two. He could do that in 1976 too-so much for being "addled by drugs" 24-7...wjh
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Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"
Elvis and Bibles
Yes, he did love to read the Bible-different versions too-and had reference guide books for them. He usually had one with him where ever he went-and many times carried one with him on the plane, to the studio and if he didn't have one handy at hotels, he pulled out the hotel Bibles and read them. Often he gave Bibles as gifts-and usually they were already used by him-he'd pray over them before giving them as gifts and sometimes there would be a note or something in them that he'd used as a bookmarker. The day he told me he prayed over the Bibles, he was so hesitant to say so...he was afraid I think that I might think him "silly" or something. He was shy about telling anything of it and stuttered too. It was almost as if he didn't quite know how I would react. We knew each other, but we weren't on that level of talking yet-he took about 2 years to get where he could say something and not be too concerned what I might say.
And then when he finally believed he could trust me-all hell broke loose- No, not really, to borrow his style. He was just able to talk more freely and to bring up things he didn't talk about to many and he was open to the point of making me have to be sure not to cry at times-because he wouldn't want that-still, it was hard not to when he spoke so sincerely of personal hurts he had in the past and present. I have met only one other guy who was as tender hearted as Elvis-and that was my uncle who helped raise me in the summer times. Every time I hear Don Johnson of Miami Vice fame talking I remember my uncle Raymond because they sound so much alike. I loved to hear Don just because of that...
Elvis was talking about the Book of Revelations and how in the end times God will send his mighty armies down, riding on white horses, carrying the Sword of God and shining like the sun. I asked him if he were up there then, would he be riding in that army? He said, he'd be proud to but he'd "want to be in the front, carrying the sword of God, riding on the best damn horse available and shinin' like the sun!" Not just any old white horse, the best damn one! Of course-that's our boy! wjh
Here's Elvis' story about Jesus-
"Did you know that Jesus' coat, the one they...when he was put on the cross, that his coat was made with no seams? The soldiers cast lots for it...they didn't want to tear it...cause it had no seams.
W: Sewn with no seams...
"Woven with no seams...here it is", (he reads or recites from memory, how the soldiers cast lots for the robe. St. John 19:23) " Ya know I asked a tailor to make me one...he said it couldn't be done. Looked at me like I was crazy or somethin'. You know, they have the linen that Jesus was wraped in...the shroud? An' they think they've found his features, size an' all imprinted on it! Can you believe it! Godddd! They're usin' x-ray to check it out. He wasn't that large a man, under six feet an not a big guy. You know, Jesus never got more'n l00 miles from his place of birth. 'course that's a long way if you're walkin'-huh?"
W: True...
E: "Ya know, preachers...they're always talkin' 'bout people havin' to give up ever thing to be..be good Christians...how ya got to be poor or barely makin' it to...to get in Heaven's door, an all that, ya know? Well...Jesus was not a poor man! 'cause in those days...he was the son of - of God 'n all...but he was the earthly son of Joseph who was a carpenter...an' that made 'em wealthy people. So...see they put Jesus in the best school -un he was educated an' knew things the wise men of the council knew when he was jus' a boy-an' then when he was grown...he took time off workin' for his daddy an' had the means...the money...to travel an' further educate himself...before he started his ministery at 30 years of age. An he wore nice clothes...good material...an' all...that's why they didn't want to cut up his robe...it was expensive, a real fine garmet. An he was a fine lookin' man 'cause people looked up to him. You think they'd of paid attention to some dirty, ugly dressed, undersized, homely man? Hell no...but they'd listen to and respect a good lookin' well dressed educated man of means...ya bet they would! Don' cha think that's so...huh?"
W: Yeah...you're right. Tell me something, do you think by your actions on earth that you are building up a place in Heaven? Like a mansion, or a higher place in Heaven. A higher place in God's Kingdom?
E: Yes. I'm gonna have a mansion, not a cottage or house on a hill, or a room in some mansion. I want a mansion. Streets of gold, rainbows for windows, windowpanes ya know, blue skies for ceilings, stars for lights. I want a mansion. It says in my Father's house are many mansions...if it were not true, I would have told you. It says that...I don't want just a room in a mansion...I want the whole damn thing!
W: You're not greedy-huh?
E: It's not a matter of greed-it's just what I want!
W: You always get what you want?
E: In this case-I am-'cause the Lord promised 'n I believe it.
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Re: tapes
Hi, I try to keep as true to his words as possible-other wise it's not being true to him- I sometimes don't drop all the endings of words as he did at times...but I typed/transcribed all the tapes I have used anywhere-and they are as true as possible. He had a unique way of looking at things-it would be really hard to think that way on some things-and he sure gave me a different outlook at times! Some times he was under the affect of sleeping pills when he'd call and still had not gone to sleep-usually because his head hurt or he just couldn't relax his mind-it kept replaying things he said...and he didn't have the button to shut it off. Anyway, when he was nervous or in situations he felt insecure in he tended to stutter just a bit-over a few words.And sometimes when he had taken sleeping pills and was a bit slower in speech. Usually, his normal speech pattern tended to be faster, sometimes if a bit angry, he clipped off words like a machine gun. Elvis told me that when he was young-first going to school he was so shy he couldn't talk without stuttering and that he also did it in highschool when he got nervous...it was due to being so shy and feeling out of place. In grade school he was, he said, most of the time the only kid wearing coveralls- bluejean ones-and he was teased, made fun of and called names including the "N" one because he lived among them and they were his friends and neighbors. He grew up with black children, playing with them, being in their mother's care when he was very small and he spoke like them-more so than his mom and dad did he said, because when he was "learning to talk momma was working, daddy was gone for a while (he went to jail for a year for forging a few dollars more on a check
and as a result his mom had to go to work and they lost the shotgun house Vernon had borrowed money to build. The guy he borrowed from was also the one who "cheated" him out of a few dollars for a pig-he took back the house when Elvis' mom couldn't pay the payment as it wasn't paid for yet.) and he said, "Momma left me with the neighbor ladies who kept me while she picked cotton- or else she'd tote me on the sack she was draggin' 'n filling with cotton". he said he got so tired out going with her and he got sick easily so she took to leaving him with her good friend to look after him. They let him run around naked with the other little kids all day and just before his mom came to pick him up, they'd put him in the metal tub they'd been washing clothes in, clean him up, stick him back in his clothes and he'd be "spiffy when momma come for me".
He was about 3 years old then...and he said he'd be as brown as his friends-"couldn't of told us apart back then" and he laughed, saying he was more colored than most colored folk ever wanted to be then and now. He was furious when he went to Hollywood and they made him lose some of his accent-said he spoke like a the "N" word and people couldn't understand him. He was pretty southern in those real early days- And he said that singing helped him stop stuttering-you can't stutter and sing at the same time and that it only came out when he was "on the spot" or "something". Sam Phillips I think said that he told Elvis to speak a little slower and plainer so he could be understood on stage-so he did that too. This is all stuff that will be in Face to Face. I have tried very hard to keep my personal opinions out of the book-but it wasn't easy. Where it's Elvis doing the talking I didn't want to change a thing...and haven't except leave out a few things that he might not have wanted printed anywhere- involving other people usually, though he seldom said a bad word about anyone. One thing, when Elvis wanted to, he could be the finest educated speaker you'd want to hear. And in the interview some of that shows-if it's dear to his heart and he wanted to be understood well, he was direct, honest and very intelligent and thoughtful. People just didn't get to hear that part of him very often- and it's a shame he didn't get to do interviews on tv so all this bull sh-t wouldn't be out there floating around...as he once said about something a journlist had said about him-"like sewage on the breakwater". He was referring to being at Huntington Beach CA when sewage was released into the ocean and then washed back on the beach during storms- it could be pretty awful at times and just kept coming back until it was petrified into black wierd looking "rocks"that hung around for years. He wouldn't even wade in that beach front water-ever! Not after he saw that! he'd go to Luguna or Malibu or Hawaii for his beach running.wjh
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re: Duets
Yeah-right on-please no duets with those type people in fact no one-we don't need that! Elvis' voice is ALL any one needs to hear and there is no one today I'd want to sing with Elvis unless it were Jesus himself! Not a chance for that in this day! Elvis didn't like anyone messing with his songs- he made them the way he wanted to hear them, wanted others to hear and he was angry as an invaded bee hive if they did. and they did many times.
He ranted and raved at home, but was more subdued when he had to go to the studio. I have a feeling the Col. had his bad side a time or two about that! Not that he was apt to pay attention- he did things on purpose at times the sleazey old coot. I could/should /have slugged him!wjh
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Re: What Elvis might think of the edited tapes that come out today?
I don't know- they would never have been known about if he were still here- I wouldn't have written a word either-and hopefully, he would have! I think he would want me to do just what I have- kept his most personal things out-except for a few regarding things going on in the last few months of his life. I did use some interview he had asked not to use at that time-he didn't want anyone angry at him for what he said-or hurt. And I did use some things about his early days after Ed Sullivan-that he said he had been asked before though it had not been in print. It wasn't anything awful, he was being truthful (he said) and I do believe that. People will laugh-most likely-and they will also see that he was not a "cad" or "pervert" just a young guy who had fame and all that went with it, thrown in his "face and ever where else" and he wasn't any different than a lot of young guys and probably a whole lot nicer than many with the many many women throwing themselves at them...as happened to him. The main thing is-he was honest in what he said, wanting to be understood and that still gets to me now - then I didn't truly see it- just knew it was something great to have him talking about his life.
I never intended to use any of it or let it out to anyone-but it seemed the right thing to do with all the junk stuff and crap- he wasn't like most of that-I will never believe some of it even happened the way they mm tell things!
But I wasn't there-maybe he was "like them" when with them??? I kind of don't think so-he would have been embarrassed and besides that- he couldn't do much of anything without the press finding out- he would have been scared they might! VEry very few women have come forth with any kind of "bad" or "extrovert behavior" stories-most of them don't sound much like Elvis- and I heard a lot from him once he got started about those early days- mostly it was funny-we laughed our selves silly just because of how funny he saw things that happened-and the silly ding-bats females who managed to get his attention. Even then he wasn't dirty or vulgar telling those stories...just funnier than anything.
Comics today tell worse things! I just know that some of those women who do say negative things-probably got on his bad side with their own comments and etc; and made him mad-then they might have got what they deserved - he could be very cold and scary at times and if they turned out not to be what he thought, then they weren't around for long. As he said, he could always find another one... spoiled yes-but he was honest. wjh
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Re: Wild parties
As for the wild parties etc:- Elvis usually wasn't there when those things went on- of course they all said he had his 'own thing" going in his room with several girls he hand picked- yes, of course thats true- he was "saving them" from his guys- and trying to teach them "things they ought to know in this life". He wasn't always so sweet and innocent but he said he didn't go in for so much drinking and "carrying on" in public that it caused.
And he didn't like that kind of "noise" going on-it hurt his head and he'd go some place quieter-thus the one post where the lady and whomever was with her-found him sitting in the hallway of the hotel while the guys were partying in a room with the door shut. He sought peace and quiet quite often and sometimes could find some here and there other than shut up in his room or the bathroom! He sat on the floor and read or talked on the phone in the bathroom several times! It was the quietest place he could find. He even lay on the bathroom floor trying to sleep once when he called-the air conditioner in the bedroom area was bothering him and then too, the "walls are kinda thin here". So no telling what was going on. Sometimes when he was alone I'd ask what the rest of the crew were doing-he said he didn't know-they went out- and a few times I asked if he would have liked to go and he said, "No way!
I'm doin' just what I want to do-nothing." I really do not think he was all that rowdy after he got past the "hot and urgent" stage as he called it. Actually, after he came back from the army he was much less inclined to any kind of wild, unbridled displaying any place-and those who did talk about his parties never said he was doing any of the things the guys were doing-like drinking and drooling over girls, trying to pick one or two for their after the party affairs.
Elvis kept his bedrooms so cold summer and winter-other people were complaining about freezing in his rooms-those who sat up with him or stayed with him.
I heard things about that quite often-but he wouldn't be cold-he was "running hot" all of the time-he did have a higher than normal temperature I guess his whole life...
thus he said he was "burning up inside". One of the young women who wrote to me spoke of how cold his rooms would be-but he was comfortable while she had to wear sweaters and sometimes sweat pants in August
just to be with him. Of course she complained about that attire not being the alluring garmets she had bought for the stay-and being so cold trying to sleep in bed with him-he always wore pajamas to sleep they all said-and
he would sometimes be sweating while he slept and they would be freezing. One of them said she used a twin sized electric blanket to keep warm and he laughed at her for "looking like a mummy layin' there all wrapped up". Some of them said he always felt very warm to the touch-and I know that his hands were usually very warm the few times I felt them. As if he had fever-if it were me or my family members. But that was just Elvis-a part of his chemistry and his magnetic field as he put it. wjh
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cold rooms-uh-huh
One time I was in his bedroom in Bel Air-I brought letters for him to sign that he had dictated and I typed-they were to handicapped kids and a teenaged boy that he kept in touch with and wanted these answered right away rather than wait for them to do the route to Col. Parker in Henderson and then to Graceland offices. So I was there for that-there were people there as usual, several lovely young women all vying for his attention. I waited for a little while as he was back in his room finally he came out with one of the girls and as he deposited her back in the living room he kissed her cheek and she was all smiles and flirty looks at him. He glanced around and saw me, motioned to me and I followed him back down the hall-now I had a small brief case but every girl in the room stared after us, I could feel them. He signed the papers, sitting down at a small table, his bed was big, kingsized as usual and he had a wall of books that kind of separated part of the room from a sitting area with a couch that faced a television that could be seen from the bed too. He saw me looking at his bed that was normal, neat and didn't look used-the whole room didn't look used much except in the bathroom where I noticed lots of over the counter cold medications, asprin and mouth wash and sprays etc: but everything was clean...very little personal stuff but there was his Bible laying on the bedside table, stuffed with papers and well used looking. On the bed was a black sleep mask and a towel with snaps on it-other than that the bed didn't look used. He saw me looking and got up, went over picked up the mask and held it over his face saying, "imagine me layin' here with this on 'n this round my neck" and he put the towel around it and snapped it closed-it was to keep his throat warm and he wouldn't be hoarse he said. "Not very sexey looking huh?" he said grinning, then said, "want to see my sheets?" and flipped the cover back-they were light tan, plain. "Bet you expected satin or somethin' like that huh". and he flipped the cover back and straightened the pillows. That surprised me-but I was to learn that he was a neatness freak at times...liked things orderly and didn't want any thing out of place- at times almost obessive about it but that was probably because so many people were in and out and he didnt want his things touched. And too, it was part of his "control" nature too...something he could control even though he couldn't his life all that much. Anyway, he talked about Graceland, he was always adding something to it it seemed, and he'd read the letters quickly and add a note here and there on some then sign them. They had to be perfect too, he didn't like mistakes. He changed into a fresh shirt as he was sweating though the bedroom was very cold. And then we went back out to the rest of the group. As we came out they stared and Elvis leaned down and lightly kissed me on the cheek and ran his hand down my arm back up and then hugged me with it. and said something very softly into my hair that sounded, like' thank you darlin'- see you later baby, in that sexy tone of voice he used sometimes. I said goodbye and left.
Much later I found out from my friend Diane that Elvis always took girls back to his room for sex and usually changed shirts or his entire outfit-and that is what they all thought he had done with me! And he didn't do a thing to say otherwise-in fact, encouraged that line of thinking by what he said and the way he did it when I left. I asked him about that and he laughed like an iddiot...then said, naw, not ever one goin' back there is for...for that! Lawd no, but they think so an' we don't want to disappoint 'em, do we? It made me angry and I jumped on his case-so finally he said he wouldn't do that any more and to please "just forget it, I was bein' an ass
an' I'm...I'm not gonna do it no more-with you,. okay?
Still love me doncha...even if I-I-I am a -a male chauvnist pig? " I had to laugh at that-him saying that about himself! Whew! That was a big one to admit. And I said wow, didn't think you even new those words!
He laughed and it was over and he kept his word.wjh Yep he was a "cheeky devil" alright-"ain't no saint".
baby baby baby
Yeah, that he was, and even when he was bad he was so so cute and one couldn't stay angry at him for long-and he knew it. Wouldn't have had him any other way though, always good for a chuckle usually. One thing for sure though, I learned a lot and he was a born teacher.
wjh
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Graceland vs Palm Springs
His home in Memphis was respected by the other guys, there were no rank things going on unless Elvis was the one right in the middle of it and that usually was playing outdoors with the "toys". He had parties but they were nice ones-I was never at Graceland but I heard about things and did meet one woman who used to go to his parties at Graceland sometimes-she began going when she was 13 years old and grew up under his guidance and had met his mom at the house. She liked her but thought she was controling of him and that he tended to oblige her every wish without question and that he liked to tease her and was always hugging, holding or kissing her alot. She didn't join in the parties-but she did oversee any foods they had and served them-always served Elvis first too. She thought Elvis was cute and wonderfully friendly and fun but also very, very spoiled.
She was there one day when Elvis was outside playing ball-most likely touch football when he came in, sat down in the kitchen and looked very strange, kind of wild eyed she said, then his nose just gushed blood all over his lap and his mother screamed and grabbed a dish towel and pinched his nose shut and mopped the blood, then it ran out of his mouth. Vernon and some other men came running in and they carried Elvis back into another room and lay him down on the floor with his head propped up and his mom kept moaning he's going to die, oh my boy's going to die... The girl said she was pushed out of the room by the others but she kept hearing his mom saying that and Elvis moaning oh god, no oh god no...and the cook came in with a bag of ice and they put it under his head at the base of his neck and over his face and nose and that Elvis passed out she thought. She couldn't see what happened.but his nose stopped bleeding and he quit coughing on blood- then his dad and mom and she said Vernon's brother- (I guess Uncle Travis?) carried Elvis out to the car and took him to the hospital and she said everyone had to leave then. Elvis was there for two days then came home looking very pale but fine. She and others who were there at the nose bleeding incident had been hanging at the gate waiting to see Elvis when he came home. He talked to them and assured them he was okay, not serious and
It was just a nose bleed, he got bumped in the face playing ball and that was the problem-it was nothing. But she heard of several times that his nose bled even after performances and that it had happened when he was sleeping as well. So he must have had some sort of blood thining thing going on -he told me he had problems with his blood-too many white cells, not enough red and used to have lots of nose bleeding when he was younger if he over did it, working or something.
Anyway, her name was Janice and I heard that she was killed in a car wreck-she is not the one I don't think, who wrote a little book about knowing him in Memphis-really do not know at this point if she was or not. Anyway, at Graceland there was no hanky panky-unless it was Elvis in his rooms... though he said he never did anything like that when his mom and dad were around-some of the guys and their wives lived there for a while-until they needed their own house. And usually only guests were staying there except for Charlie who had a room in Elvis homes just about everywhere-he also had an apartment in LA-I think shared it with one of the others-??? Don't know that for sure either. Now the Palm Springs house was a different story-it used to be the party place before Elvis got married and afterward he and Pris were there some of the time-honeymoon began there-and after they seperated he kept it for the guys and whomever as a stopping over place and to be closer to Lisa. He also had one in LA I think-but can't say for sure as he didn't talk about it much and I was never there even to drive by and don't know where it was actually located. As for Pris's house now-I don't think that was where they lived together-she bought that one later. I think the one they lived in was sold-but can't say positively. He never went back there he said, after she moved out-except when it first happened. I guess he sort of lost his cool at that time and broke a few things...and cut his hands. Elvis tried to be a good husband and a good daddy-he at least suceeded as a good daddy which I think he was right down the line. Trying to teach her all he could while he could and according to her ability to understand. He said she understood his interest in spiritual things better than Priscilla ever had and she was only 8 at the time he said that. And that she was interested in learning and asked questions that told him she did want to know and was trying to understand. Priscilla he said once seemed not to like all the time he spent with Lisa-alone because Lisa wanted to be alone with him. So he tried to give her that time when she needed it and that he wondered if Priscilla understood that. There is so much to that story-so much- but it's done, gone and may never be forgotten... such is fame. wjh
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singing
Yes Barb, I have always loved that song also. It was one of the first gospel songs I heard him sing long ago and it still grabs my interest and my heart! So many of them are fantastic, and I've heard others singing the same song, but they are so "lifeless" as compared to his versions. I used to listen and wonder about that before I met him, Jimmie was the fan, he bought the first album I ever heard 50,000000 fans cant be wrong in the gold suit. And I listened to that all the time because it's the only one we had for 3 weeks-then pay day he bought another and some 45's and that just about did it. I was a fan then, and I wondered about the man behind the voice and the face-his eyes always were so different-in every photo, saying something to the person who looked into them-even on paper! I didn't go out trying to find out things about him-they just started to happen-I ran into strangers at the beach or where ever, and for some reason his name kept popping up-it was weird after a while. And then every where I went, he was singing! I didn't have a radio in my little MG roadster but people pulling up next to me would have theirs on and low and behold, 9 times out of ten he would either be singing or would come on before the light changed! I told my sister-in-law I was being followed by Elvis music-and she laughed. She was very into spiritual things, astrology and very intutitive and she said, well, your being aligned for something to do with him-perhaps you'll meet him when you're called in for interviews-I was applying for jobs at studios-I wanted to work around such things, like doing costume work, sets or be a script girl-they keep track of things like who wore what for what scene, time etc: and keep them all coordinated for each take etc:... that seemed like a really interesting thing to me-and I would be right there where things were going on and it sounded fun-I had met a woman who owned a house on the beach in Huntington Beach, who used to do that long ago and who had worked on the big musicals that were so popular at the time. She had some real stories! She had never met Elvis but thought he was such a fine young animal! And said he was very, very deep and an old soul. She was right on.
Anyway, I guess I was being "aligned" because it wasn't anytime until I met the young woman who would take me to him. All because of his voice- I think-it somehow triggered what ever it was that was going to come about because otherwise I would never have been any where near involved with him...I still believed what I had been taught in church-he was a child of the devil sent here to destroy the culture of our land and do it through the young people who would later rule our land etc;...
I fully expected to meet "a child of the devil" and instead met a "child of the universe "who was filled with light and hope and it shone out of him-through those eyes and his very skin...he glowed from top to bottom-that was my first impression- Good grief, what is this man? He glows and it's not the lighting! And when I took his hand, gob of make up and all, it was like a warm charge ran from his hand to mine and up my arm and then just enveloped me-I sort of had some kind of magical over haul or something because from that moment on I was in tune to him- whether I wanted to be or not. I knew when something was going wrong, pretty much knew when he would be calling and sometimes set up waiting because I knew he would and he did...nine out of 10 times. When I mentioned that, he just laughed slightly and said, "You too, huh?" Then said, we'd do a "test" and he said, "I will come to you" and I said "what?" and he giggled, and said, "No, I'll send a signal, you'll know it's me-write down the time." And so I waited, and waited and one night when I was sound asleep, I was awakened by 3 loud knocks on the wall above my head and his voice saying, "Wanda!" Our poodle that he had given to our little girl for Valentine's day, jumped up from the bed and was barking her little head off at the wall!
Jimmie worked nights-he missed it. Anyway I wrote down the time-the next morning at about 5:30 Elvis called and the first thing he said, was the time he'd done it-and he laughed when I was surprised and amazed too.
And he also said, "Bridget barked! She saw me." I was more amazed and said how would you know that- He said, "she's wearing a collar with lime green crystals on it" She was and he had not been told that! I still have the collar-in our safe. So he astrolprojected himself and did the audio clarivoiant at the same time. From then on I knew he was a special being and maybe did come from somewhere else.... And I knew then why his eyes were so compelling-how he could control people but he did it in all innocence, humility and with love and care. he didn't invade anyone in anger or evil intent. So now he comes through his voice, he put himself into those songs and he'll always be here for everyone who needs him. Well, that's far more than I intended to say...maybe there was a reason? wjh
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Abilities
It's been a long time since I have even seen Priscilla's book but I kind of recall her saying something about doing such things with Elvis, trying to send messages and etc; and that was so true...he was. She however, didn't get into all that as much as he, maybe because he was already so far advanced from birth, as some people are we know that now. And I know that he did that with lots of different people, knew several people who wrote books about it and he'd call or get in touch other ways with them to talk about it. And that he had a friend who wrote books, who is now deceased I think and I can't recall his name but he wrote some of the more popular Numerology books and I believe Astrology for Everyone was one of his as well. His books were popular in the 60's and early 70's then kind of died out. And the guy who did the book about the huge drawings out in the desert and what they might represent such as landing strips and markers for space travelers was one of his friends too. He's dead now also I think but I think it's his son has in the past had something about that on TV-a rerun a few years ago. It was very interesting and made sense to me and to Elvis as well. He went out of his way to go see the crater out there in the desert-Pris went with him as well as some of the guys and I think there is video of them there-I've seen it-it could be on the ones they did (his family) I don't have any of those either but am going to buy them! You guys talk about all that and drive me nuts! I want them! But first things first. Anyway he was blown away but that crater and would have been freaked out if he could have seen the simulated models of a naked earth with ALL it's craters exposed! It was more beat up than the moon! It's all covered with greenery, desert and water now. But this old ball of dirt has been hit many, many times in the past. Why not any more? Could it be because God made man and woman, animals, birds etc: and gave earth life-so He's protecting it????? But we are all destroying it ourselves. wjh
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Re: Priscilla and spiritual interests
I think she did too, but he expected her to "get it" just because he did and she wasn't raised as he had been nor did she have that kind of instruction, Bible I mean. I think she was raised Catholic but I would not say that for certain-She went to that type school and he got interested in the Catholic faith and had a Mother Superior whom he talked with and liked...he did the Rosary song because of her and other people who were Catholics and had requested that one plus he thought it was beautifully written and song. The thing with his books came about because he spent too much time reading and wasn't spending time with her as he used to do when making movies. They used to spend lots of time playing games, doing things, going places and being together and I guess it just seemed like they got married and it all changed. I have no real clue-and as she said on that chat...here I am "second guessing" about their life as a "couple". So I will stop that-said enough already. I have only his side of things and time for me to shut up. wjh
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Re: Telepathy
Yes it was and also a confirmation that it does indeed work for some people who have "opened that gift" and use it wisely. Jimmie and I can have some times like that also-I read his mind alot and it bugs him because I know what he has to say before he finishes it so I'm trying to shut my mouth til he's done...no matter how long it takes. Had to do that with Elvis also-both guys were so detail addicts it seemed. But I can learn to shut up-now that he's retired and around "under foot more".
Elvis was very gifted in that he could "hear" things people were thinking if they pertained to him personally, going to say something or ask him something and he answered before they asked-he did that to me a few times and I saw him do it with one of his guys who did a double take and almost dropped his chin on the floor as Elvis glanced at him and answered whatever he was going to ask before he said it. Elvis put his hand on his shoulder and said, "That's what you wanted to know, isn't it?" And they two went over by the windows and talked quietly for a few moments. The guy was totally stunned it appeared to me. While Elvis was perfectly natural about it. Just like he told me a friend I hadn't seen in ages and he didn't even know about as I had not mentioned her, came unexpectedly to visit. He told me she was coming before she got there, and he told me as she was pulling in the driveway and coming to the door that she was pregnant-but she doesn't know it yet. I asked her and she didn't think so but she wanted a baby soon; three days later she called to ask me how I knew because I said well, I think you most likely are now. But I couldn't tell her Elvis told me - she didn't know about him at all. Later he said what sex it was and it was that...right now I can't remember-but I haven't seen nor spoken to her in about 17 years-they moved to Alaska and then to some other odd place-he's military.
I will never forget Elvis banging on the wall of our bedroom-and then before I even said hello on the phone when I called him (they didn't have caller ID then) he answered "Hello?" then blurted out the time that I had written down when he'd done it. He even laughed when he said the poodle barked at him from the foot of the bed...and he said, "So...you wear ruffled nightgowns-nice darlin'....I like that..." And he snickered the way only Elvis could do it because I said, Oh No! You will not do that again, you hear me!" He just laughed and said, "No-no-not much..." and giggled again. then he spent some time "teaching me" how I could do it and he said, "I don't care if you spy on me...I'll know 'n block out what don't want you seein'.... And he said he could do that so don't worry about it. I remember saying that wasn't something I wanted to learn and he said, it's too late, we don't got this goin' now an' don't worry, it'll just be like dreamin'. I have to say that I did have some weird dreams...but I won't go into them here-I did see him a few times...and most of it was "blocked" so I don't know if he "put that in my head" or if I really was seeing what he was doing. Mainly it was him and I could see through someone's eyes looking at him-weirder still- and saw a gold necklace hanging around his neck- I desscribed it and he laughed and said, yeah...and then he said, remember it-I'll send you a picture wearin' it. And he did-it was a concert shot from Las Vegas-close up of his chest and shoulders and neck/head and there it was exactly as I saw it. He was with Priscilla at the time it was 1969...and it was through her eyes I guess. I didn't ever let that happen again...I told myself I'd wake up and that's what I did. Thank heaven as things became really rough between them later on and I didn't want to "hear, see or feel any of their heartaches. He told me he would take care of it and maybe he did as I didn't have any more "personal observations" of any kind again. But I was tuned to how he felt when we spoke on the phone-I'd know the first few words out of his mouth what mood he was going to be in and never was wrong. He said that was because we were "kindred spirits". Thanks for helping make these things more acceptable as they are often considered "evil" etc:. Why, I have no clue.
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Re: Masters
Amanda, have you ever had "voices" talking to you when you were asleep/or sleep state? I used to have one that seemed to be coming from a speaker in my chest and he would go on and on in a monotone kind of way like a professor or something- Once he explained all about "warts" of all things and told me what to do to get rid of one on my little girls knee. I did it, it went away and she didn't have to go back to have it removed or frozen again. And another time he told me all about the meanings of Revelations, the horsemen and the whole thing...Elvis had told me about it as well and what the Prof. guy said related to and further detailed than what Elvis said. I wanted to remember it and kept telling myself as he was talking (also showed me a "film" of scenes he was referring to-beautiful colors and very detailed film-like living reality) I tried to write things down and what I found when I "woke up" was not really anything legible enough to jog my memory and I have tried to get him back, but he doesn't ever come now and has not since before Elvis left...that was happening just before that time. Maybe I shut it off? I'd like to ask some question of that &quo
Elvis: "After the floods had come upon the earth and everything was destroyed except Noah, his family, and two each of every living thing, and when all the waters had receded and the earth had dried some, they all came out of the Ark and saw what the floods had done. God said to Noah and his sons, "Behold, I establish my covenant with you and with your seed." and He went on Elvis said, "to include all the creatures, the fowl of the air, the beasts of the earth and things of the sea, all living things.
God promised that never again would He destroy the earth by water. God told them that as a token of His covenant, between Himself and Noah and all living creatures and all perpetual generations, I do set my bow in the cloud and it shall be a token of the covenant between me and the earth".
Elvis went on quoting scriptures that said that when God brings clouds and rain He then causes a rainbow in the Heavens as a reminder of His promise never to flood and destroy all earth again. "God said, and the bow shall be in the cloud; and I will look upon it, that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God and every creature upon the earth!"
Elvis explained that the rainbow was not to remind people but was to remind God of His promise. "Isn't that somethin' " he said softly,"We are assured that He will not forget His promise, because He hangs a "note" up to remind Himself."
I had gone to church at least twice a week until I was nearly 20 years old and I had never heard that story put that way before. Elvis had a heartfelt unique way of thinking about things and could explain them so well - how I wish he had been able to express those thoughts and feelings more openly - but there would always be those who would be disgruntled if he had... I am so glad Maia and Simeon have ELC to help Elvis "get it out there" even today! Oh, by the way, at the time he was quoting scripture from memory-something he could do pretty much at will, right down to chapter and verse-a few times we "played" a game-I had a Bible and would pick at random a chapter and verse-read a few words and he would pick it up from memory and recite several verses-only a few times did he flub up a line or two. He could do that in 1976 too-so much for being "addled by drugs" 24-7...wjh
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author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"
Elvis and Bibles
Yes, he did love to read the Bible-different versions too-and had reference guide books for them. He usually had one with him where ever he went-and many times carried one with him on the plane, to the studio and if he didn't have one handy at hotels, he pulled out the hotel Bibles and read them. Often he gave Bibles as gifts-and usually they were already used by him-he'd pray over them before giving them as gifts and sometimes there would be a note or something in them that he'd used as a bookmarker. The day he told me he prayed over the Bibles, he was so hesitant to say so...he was afraid I think that I might think him "silly" or something. He was shy about telling anything of it and stuttered too. It was almost as if he didn't quite know how I would react. We knew each other, but we weren't on that level of talking yet-he took about 2 years to get where he could say something and not be too concerned what I might say.
And then when he finally believed he could trust me-all hell broke loose- No, not really, to borrow his style. He was just able to talk more freely and to bring up things he didn't talk about to many and he was open to the point of making me have to be sure not to cry at times-because he wouldn't want that-still, it was hard not to when he spoke so sincerely of personal hurts he had in the past and present. I have met only one other guy who was as tender hearted as Elvis-and that was my uncle who helped raise me in the summer times. Every time I hear Don Johnson of Miami Vice fame talking I remember my uncle Raymond because they sound so much alike. I loved to hear Don just because of that...
Elvis was talking about the Book of Revelations and how in the end times God will send his mighty armies down, riding on white horses, carrying the Sword of God and shining like the sun. I asked him if he were up there then, would he be riding in that army? He said, he'd be proud to but he'd "want to be in the front, carrying the sword of God, riding on the best damn horse available and shinin' like the sun!" Not just any old white horse, the best damn one! Of course-that's our boy! wjh
Here's Elvis' story about Jesus-
"Did you know that Jesus' coat, the one they...when he was put on the cross, that his coat was made with no seams? The soldiers cast lots for it...they didn't want to tear it...cause it had no seams.
W: Sewn with no seams...
"Woven with no seams...here it is", (he reads or recites from memory, how the soldiers cast lots for the robe. St. John 19:23) " Ya know I asked a tailor to make me one...he said it couldn't be done. Looked at me like I was crazy or somethin'. You know, they have the linen that Jesus was wraped in...the shroud? An' they think they've found his features, size an' all imprinted on it! Can you believe it! Godddd! They're usin' x-ray to check it out. He wasn't that large a man, under six feet an not a big guy. You know, Jesus never got more'n l00 miles from his place of birth. 'course that's a long way if you're walkin'-huh?"
W: True...
E: "Ya know, preachers...they're always talkin' 'bout people havin' to give up ever thing to be..be good Christians...how ya got to be poor or barely makin' it to...to get in Heaven's door, an all that, ya know? Well...Jesus was not a poor man! 'cause in those days...he was the son of - of God 'n all...but he was the earthly son of Joseph who was a carpenter...an' that made 'em wealthy people. So...see they put Jesus in the best school -un he was educated an' knew things the wise men of the council knew when he was jus' a boy-an' then when he was grown...he took time off workin' for his daddy an' had the means...the money...to travel an' further educate himself...before he started his ministery at 30 years of age. An he wore nice clothes...good material...an' all...that's why they didn't want to cut up his robe...it was expensive, a real fine garmet. An he was a fine lookin' man 'cause people looked up to him. You think they'd of paid attention to some dirty, ugly dressed, undersized, homely man? Hell no...but they'd listen to and respect a good lookin' well dressed educated man of means...ya bet they would! Don' cha think that's so...huh?"
W: Yeah...you're right. Tell me something, do you think by your actions on earth that you are building up a place in Heaven? Like a mansion, or a higher place in Heaven. A higher place in God's Kingdom?
E: Yes. I'm gonna have a mansion, not a cottage or house on a hill, or a room in some mansion. I want a mansion. Streets of gold, rainbows for windows, windowpanes ya know, blue skies for ceilings, stars for lights. I want a mansion. It says in my Father's house are many mansions...if it were not true, I would have told you. It says that...I don't want just a room in a mansion...I want the whole damn thing!
W: You're not greedy-huh?
E: It's not a matter of greed-it's just what I want!
W: You always get what you want?
E: In this case-I am-'cause the Lord promised 'n I believe it.
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Re: tapes
Hi, I try to keep as true to his words as possible-other wise it's not being true to him- I sometimes don't drop all the endings of words as he did at times...but I typed/transcribed all the tapes I have used anywhere-and they are as true as possible. He had a unique way of looking at things-it would be really hard to think that way on some things-and he sure gave me a different outlook at times! Some times he was under the affect of sleeping pills when he'd call and still had not gone to sleep-usually because his head hurt or he just couldn't relax his mind-it kept replaying things he said...and he didn't have the button to shut it off. Anyway, when he was nervous or in situations he felt insecure in he tended to stutter just a bit-over a few words.And sometimes when he had taken sleeping pills and was a bit slower in speech. Usually, his normal speech pattern tended to be faster, sometimes if a bit angry, he clipped off words like a machine gun. Elvis told me that when he was young-first going to school he was so shy he couldn't talk without stuttering and that he also did it in highschool when he got nervous...it was due to being so shy and feeling out of place. In grade school he was, he said, most of the time the only kid wearing coveralls- bluejean ones-and he was teased, made fun of and called names including the "N" one because he lived among them and they were his friends and neighbors. He grew up with black children, playing with them, being in their mother's care when he was very small and he spoke like them-more so than his mom and dad did he said, because when he was "learning to talk momma was working, daddy was gone for a while (he went to jail for a year for forging a few dollars more on a check
and as a result his mom had to go to work and they lost the shotgun house Vernon had borrowed money to build. The guy he borrowed from was also the one who "cheated" him out of a few dollars for a pig-he took back the house when Elvis' mom couldn't pay the payment as it wasn't paid for yet.) and he said, "Momma left me with the neighbor ladies who kept me while she picked cotton- or else she'd tote me on the sack she was draggin' 'n filling with cotton". he said he got so tired out going with her and he got sick easily so she took to leaving him with her good friend to look after him. They let him run around naked with the other little kids all day and just before his mom came to pick him up, they'd put him in the metal tub they'd been washing clothes in, clean him up, stick him back in his clothes and he'd be "spiffy when momma come for me".
He was about 3 years old then...and he said he'd be as brown as his friends-"couldn't of told us apart back then" and he laughed, saying he was more colored than most colored folk ever wanted to be then and now. He was furious when he went to Hollywood and they made him lose some of his accent-said he spoke like a the "N" word and people couldn't understand him. He was pretty southern in those real early days- And he said that singing helped him stop stuttering-you can't stutter and sing at the same time and that it only came out when he was "on the spot" or "something". Sam Phillips I think said that he told Elvis to speak a little slower and plainer so he could be understood on stage-so he did that too. This is all stuff that will be in Face to Face. I have tried very hard to keep my personal opinions out of the book-but it wasn't easy. Where it's Elvis doing the talking I didn't want to change a thing...and haven't except leave out a few things that he might not have wanted printed anywhere- involving other people usually, though he seldom said a bad word about anyone. One thing, when Elvis wanted to, he could be the finest educated speaker you'd want to hear. And in the interview some of that shows-if it's dear to his heart and he wanted to be understood well, he was direct, honest and very intelligent and thoughtful. People just didn't get to hear that part of him very often- and it's a shame he didn't get to do interviews on tv so all this bull sh-t wouldn't be out there floating around...as he once said about something a journlist had said about him-"like sewage on the breakwater". He was referring to being at Huntington Beach CA when sewage was released into the ocean and then washed back on the beach during storms- it could be pretty awful at times and just kept coming back until it was petrified into black wierd looking "rocks"that hung around for years. He wouldn't even wade in that beach front water-ever! Not after he saw that! he'd go to Luguna or Malibu or Hawaii for his beach running.wjh
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re: Duets
Yeah-right on-please no duets with those type people in fact no one-we don't need that! Elvis' voice is ALL any one needs to hear and there is no one today I'd want to sing with Elvis unless it were Jesus himself! Not a chance for that in this day! Elvis didn't like anyone messing with his songs- he made them the way he wanted to hear them, wanted others to hear and he was angry as an invaded bee hive if they did. and they did many times.
He ranted and raved at home, but was more subdued when he had to go to the studio. I have a feeling the Col. had his bad side a time or two about that! Not that he was apt to pay attention- he did things on purpose at times the sleazey old coot. I could/should /have slugged him!wjh
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Re: What Elvis might think of the edited tapes that come out today?
I don't know- they would never have been known about if he were still here- I wouldn't have written a word either-and hopefully, he would have! I think he would want me to do just what I have- kept his most personal things out-except for a few regarding things going on in the last few months of his life. I did use some interview he had asked not to use at that time-he didn't want anyone angry at him for what he said-or hurt. And I did use some things about his early days after Ed Sullivan-that he said he had been asked before though it had not been in print. It wasn't anything awful, he was being truthful (he said) and I do believe that. People will laugh-most likely-and they will also see that he was not a "cad" or "pervert" just a young guy who had fame and all that went with it, thrown in his "face and ever where else" and he wasn't any different than a lot of young guys and probably a whole lot nicer than many with the many many women throwing themselves at them...as happened to him. The main thing is-he was honest in what he said, wanting to be understood and that still gets to me now - then I didn't truly see it- just knew it was something great to have him talking about his life.
I never intended to use any of it or let it out to anyone-but it seemed the right thing to do with all the junk stuff and crap- he wasn't like most of that-I will never believe some of it even happened the way they mm tell things!
But I wasn't there-maybe he was "like them" when with them??? I kind of don't think so-he would have been embarrassed and besides that- he couldn't do much of anything without the press finding out- he would have been scared they might! VEry very few women have come forth with any kind of "bad" or "extrovert behavior" stories-most of them don't sound much like Elvis- and I heard a lot from him once he got started about those early days- mostly it was funny-we laughed our selves silly just because of how funny he saw things that happened-and the silly ding-bats females who managed to get his attention. Even then he wasn't dirty or vulgar telling those stories...just funnier than anything.
Comics today tell worse things! I just know that some of those women who do say negative things-probably got on his bad side with their own comments and etc; and made him mad-then they might have got what they deserved - he could be very cold and scary at times and if they turned out not to be what he thought, then they weren't around for long. As he said, he could always find another one... spoiled yes-but he was honest. wjh
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Re: Wild parties
As for the wild parties etc:- Elvis usually wasn't there when those things went on- of course they all said he had his 'own thing" going in his room with several girls he hand picked- yes, of course thats true- he was "saving them" from his guys- and trying to teach them "things they ought to know in this life". He wasn't always so sweet and innocent but he said he didn't go in for so much drinking and "carrying on" in public that it caused.
And he didn't like that kind of "noise" going on-it hurt his head and he'd go some place quieter-thus the one post where the lady and whomever was with her-found him sitting in the hallway of the hotel while the guys were partying in a room with the door shut. He sought peace and quiet quite often and sometimes could find some here and there other than shut up in his room or the bathroom! He sat on the floor and read or talked on the phone in the bathroom several times! It was the quietest place he could find. He even lay on the bathroom floor trying to sleep once when he called-the air conditioner in the bedroom area was bothering him and then too, the "walls are kinda thin here". So no telling what was going on. Sometimes when he was alone I'd ask what the rest of the crew were doing-he said he didn't know-they went out- and a few times I asked if he would have liked to go and he said, "No way!
I'm doin' just what I want to do-nothing." I really do not think he was all that rowdy after he got past the "hot and urgent" stage as he called it. Actually, after he came back from the army he was much less inclined to any kind of wild, unbridled displaying any place-and those who did talk about his parties never said he was doing any of the things the guys were doing-like drinking and drooling over girls, trying to pick one or two for their after the party affairs.
Elvis kept his bedrooms so cold summer and winter-other people were complaining about freezing in his rooms-those who sat up with him or stayed with him.
I heard things about that quite often-but he wouldn't be cold-he was "running hot" all of the time-he did have a higher than normal temperature I guess his whole life...
thus he said he was "burning up inside". One of the young women who wrote to me spoke of how cold his rooms would be-but he was comfortable while she had to wear sweaters and sometimes sweat pants in August
just to be with him. Of course she complained about that attire not being the alluring garmets she had bought for the stay-and being so cold trying to sleep in bed with him-he always wore pajamas to sleep they all said-and
he would sometimes be sweating while he slept and they would be freezing. One of them said she used a twin sized electric blanket to keep warm and he laughed at her for "looking like a mummy layin' there all wrapped up". Some of them said he always felt very warm to the touch-and I know that his hands were usually very warm the few times I felt them. As if he had fever-if it were me or my family members. But that was just Elvis-a part of his chemistry and his magnetic field as he put it. wjh
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cold rooms-uh-huh
One time I was in his bedroom in Bel Air-I brought letters for him to sign that he had dictated and I typed-they were to handicapped kids and a teenaged boy that he kept in touch with and wanted these answered right away rather than wait for them to do the route to Col. Parker in Henderson and then to Graceland offices. So I was there for that-there were people there as usual, several lovely young women all vying for his attention. I waited for a little while as he was back in his room finally he came out with one of the girls and as he deposited her back in the living room he kissed her cheek and she was all smiles and flirty looks at him. He glanced around and saw me, motioned to me and I followed him back down the hall-now I had a small brief case but every girl in the room stared after us, I could feel them. He signed the papers, sitting down at a small table, his bed was big, kingsized as usual and he had a wall of books that kind of separated part of the room from a sitting area with a couch that faced a television that could be seen from the bed too. He saw me looking at his bed that was normal, neat and didn't look used-the whole room didn't look used much except in the bathroom where I noticed lots of over the counter cold medications, asprin and mouth wash and sprays etc: but everything was clean...very little personal stuff but there was his Bible laying on the bedside table, stuffed with papers and well used looking. On the bed was a black sleep mask and a towel with snaps on it-other than that the bed didn't look used. He saw me looking and got up, went over picked up the mask and held it over his face saying, "imagine me layin' here with this on 'n this round my neck" and he put the towel around it and snapped it closed-it was to keep his throat warm and he wouldn't be hoarse he said. "Not very sexey looking huh?" he said grinning, then said, "want to see my sheets?" and flipped the cover back-they were light tan, plain. "Bet you expected satin or somethin' like that huh". and he flipped the cover back and straightened the pillows. That surprised me-but I was to learn that he was a neatness freak at times...liked things orderly and didn't want any thing out of place- at times almost obessive about it but that was probably because so many people were in and out and he didnt want his things touched. And too, it was part of his "control" nature too...something he could control even though he couldn't his life all that much. Anyway, he talked about Graceland, he was always adding something to it it seemed, and he'd read the letters quickly and add a note here and there on some then sign them. They had to be perfect too, he didn't like mistakes. He changed into a fresh shirt as he was sweating though the bedroom was very cold. And then we went back out to the rest of the group. As we came out they stared and Elvis leaned down and lightly kissed me on the cheek and ran his hand down my arm back up and then hugged me with it. and said something very softly into my hair that sounded, like' thank you darlin'- see you later baby, in that sexy tone of voice he used sometimes. I said goodbye and left.
Much later I found out from my friend Diane that Elvis always took girls back to his room for sex and usually changed shirts or his entire outfit-and that is what they all thought he had done with me! And he didn't do a thing to say otherwise-in fact, encouraged that line of thinking by what he said and the way he did it when I left. I asked him about that and he laughed like an iddiot...then said, naw, not ever one goin' back there is for...for that! Lawd no, but they think so an' we don't want to disappoint 'em, do we? It made me angry and I jumped on his case-so finally he said he wouldn't do that any more and to please "just forget it, I was bein' an ass
an' I'm...I'm not gonna do it no more-with you,. okay?
Still love me doncha...even if I-I-I am a -a male chauvnist pig? " I had to laugh at that-him saying that about himself! Whew! That was a big one to admit. And I said wow, didn't think you even new those words!
He laughed and it was over and he kept his word.wjh Yep he was a "cheeky devil" alright-"ain't no saint".
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Yeah, that he was, and even when he was bad he was so so cute and one couldn't stay angry at him for long-and he knew it. Wouldn't have had him any other way though, always good for a chuckle usually. One thing for sure though, I learned a lot and he was a born teacher.
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Graceland vs Palm Springs
His home in Memphis was respected by the other guys, there were no rank things going on unless Elvis was the one right in the middle of it and that usually was playing outdoors with the "toys". He had parties but they were nice ones-I was never at Graceland but I heard about things and did meet one woman who used to go to his parties at Graceland sometimes-she began going when she was 13 years old and grew up under his guidance and had met his mom at the house. She liked her but thought she was controling of him and that he tended to oblige her every wish without question and that he liked to tease her and was always hugging, holding or kissing her alot. She didn't join in the parties-but she did oversee any foods they had and served them-always served Elvis first too. She thought Elvis was cute and wonderfully friendly and fun but also very, very spoiled.
She was there one day when Elvis was outside playing ball-most likely touch football when he came in, sat down in the kitchen and looked very strange, kind of wild eyed she said, then his nose just gushed blood all over his lap and his mother screamed and grabbed a dish towel and pinched his nose shut and mopped the blood, then it ran out of his mouth. Vernon and some other men came running in and they carried Elvis back into another room and lay him down on the floor with his head propped up and his mom kept moaning he's going to die, oh my boy's going to die... The girl said she was pushed out of the room by the others but she kept hearing his mom saying that and Elvis moaning oh god, no oh god no...and the cook came in with a bag of ice and they put it under his head at the base of his neck and over his face and nose and that Elvis passed out she thought. She couldn't see what happened.but his nose stopped bleeding and he quit coughing on blood- then his dad and mom and she said Vernon's brother- (I guess Uncle Travis?) carried Elvis out to the car and took him to the hospital and she said everyone had to leave then. Elvis was there for two days then came home looking very pale but fine. She and others who were there at the nose bleeding incident had been hanging at the gate waiting to see Elvis when he came home. He talked to them and assured them he was okay, not serious and
It was just a nose bleed, he got bumped in the face playing ball and that was the problem-it was nothing. But she heard of several times that his nose bled even after performances and that it had happened when he was sleeping as well. So he must have had some sort of blood thining thing going on -he told me he had problems with his blood-too many white cells, not enough red and used to have lots of nose bleeding when he was younger if he over did it, working or something.
Anyway, her name was Janice and I heard that she was killed in a car wreck-she is not the one I don't think, who wrote a little book about knowing him in Memphis-really do not know at this point if she was or not. Anyway, at Graceland there was no hanky panky-unless it was Elvis in his rooms... though he said he never did anything like that when his mom and dad were around-some of the guys and their wives lived there for a while-until they needed their own house. And usually only guests were staying there except for Charlie who had a room in Elvis homes just about everywhere-he also had an apartment in LA-I think shared it with one of the others-??? Don't know that for sure either. Now the Palm Springs house was a different story-it used to be the party place before Elvis got married and afterward he and Pris were there some of the time-honeymoon began there-and after they seperated he kept it for the guys and whomever as a stopping over place and to be closer to Lisa. He also had one in LA I think-but can't say for sure as he didn't talk about it much and I was never there even to drive by and don't know where it was actually located. As for Pris's house now-I don't think that was where they lived together-she bought that one later. I think the one they lived in was sold-but can't say positively. He never went back there he said, after she moved out-except when it first happened. I guess he sort of lost his cool at that time and broke a few things...and cut his hands. Elvis tried to be a good husband and a good daddy-he at least suceeded as a good daddy which I think he was right down the line. Trying to teach her all he could while he could and according to her ability to understand. He said she understood his interest in spiritual things better than Priscilla ever had and she was only 8 at the time he said that. And that she was interested in learning and asked questions that told him she did want to know and was trying to understand. Priscilla he said once seemed not to like all the time he spent with Lisa-alone because Lisa wanted to be alone with him. So he tried to give her that time when she needed it and that he wondered if Priscilla understood that. There is so much to that story-so much- but it's done, gone and may never be forgotten... such is fame. wjh
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singing
Yes Barb, I have always loved that song also. It was one of the first gospel songs I heard him sing long ago and it still grabs my interest and my heart! So many of them are fantastic, and I've heard others singing the same song, but they are so "lifeless" as compared to his versions. I used to listen and wonder about that before I met him, Jimmie was the fan, he bought the first album I ever heard 50,000000 fans cant be wrong in the gold suit. And I listened to that all the time because it's the only one we had for 3 weeks-then pay day he bought another and some 45's and that just about did it. I was a fan then, and I wondered about the man behind the voice and the face-his eyes always were so different-in every photo, saying something to the person who looked into them-even on paper! I didn't go out trying to find out things about him-they just started to happen-I ran into strangers at the beach or where ever, and for some reason his name kept popping up-it was weird after a while. And then every where I went, he was singing! I didn't have a radio in my little MG roadster but people pulling up next to me would have theirs on and low and behold, 9 times out of ten he would either be singing or would come on before the light changed! I told my sister-in-law I was being followed by Elvis music-and she laughed. She was very into spiritual things, astrology and very intutitive and she said, well, your being aligned for something to do with him-perhaps you'll meet him when you're called in for interviews-I was applying for jobs at studios-I wanted to work around such things, like doing costume work, sets or be a script girl-they keep track of things like who wore what for what scene, time etc: and keep them all coordinated for each take etc:... that seemed like a really interesting thing to me-and I would be right there where things were going on and it sounded fun-I had met a woman who owned a house on the beach in Huntington Beach, who used to do that long ago and who had worked on the big musicals that were so popular at the time. She had some real stories! She had never met Elvis but thought he was such a fine young animal! And said he was very, very deep and an old soul. She was right on.
Anyway, I guess I was being "aligned" because it wasn't anytime until I met the young woman who would take me to him. All because of his voice- I think-it somehow triggered what ever it was that was going to come about because otherwise I would never have been any where near involved with him...I still believed what I had been taught in church-he was a child of the devil sent here to destroy the culture of our land and do it through the young people who would later rule our land etc;...
I fully expected to meet "a child of the devil" and instead met a "child of the universe "who was filled with light and hope and it shone out of him-through those eyes and his very skin...he glowed from top to bottom-that was my first impression- Good grief, what is this man? He glows and it's not the lighting! And when I took his hand, gob of make up and all, it was like a warm charge ran from his hand to mine and up my arm and then just enveloped me-I sort of had some kind of magical over haul or something because from that moment on I was in tune to him- whether I wanted to be or not. I knew when something was going wrong, pretty much knew when he would be calling and sometimes set up waiting because I knew he would and he did...nine out of 10 times. When I mentioned that, he just laughed slightly and said, "You too, huh?" Then said, we'd do a "test" and he said, "I will come to you" and I said "what?" and he giggled, and said, "No, I'll send a signal, you'll know it's me-write down the time." And so I waited, and waited and one night when I was sound asleep, I was awakened by 3 loud knocks on the wall above my head and his voice saying, "Wanda!" Our poodle that he had given to our little girl for Valentine's day, jumped up from the bed and was barking her little head off at the wall!
Jimmie worked nights-he missed it. Anyway I wrote down the time-the next morning at about 5:30 Elvis called and the first thing he said, was the time he'd done it-and he laughed when I was surprised and amazed too.
And he also said, "Bridget barked! She saw me." I was more amazed and said how would you know that- He said, "she's wearing a collar with lime green crystals on it" She was and he had not been told that! I still have the collar-in our safe. So he astrolprojected himself and did the audio clarivoiant at the same time. From then on I knew he was a special being and maybe did come from somewhere else.... And I knew then why his eyes were so compelling-how he could control people but he did it in all innocence, humility and with love and care. he didn't invade anyone in anger or evil intent. So now he comes through his voice, he put himself into those songs and he'll always be here for everyone who needs him. Well, that's far more than I intended to say...maybe there was a reason? wjh
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Abilities
It's been a long time since I have even seen Priscilla's book but I kind of recall her saying something about doing such things with Elvis, trying to send messages and etc; and that was so true...he was. She however, didn't get into all that as much as he, maybe because he was already so far advanced from birth, as some people are we know that now. And I know that he did that with lots of different people, knew several people who wrote books about it and he'd call or get in touch other ways with them to talk about it. And that he had a friend who wrote books, who is now deceased I think and I can't recall his name but he wrote some of the more popular Numerology books and I believe Astrology for Everyone was one of his as well. His books were popular in the 60's and early 70's then kind of died out. And the guy who did the book about the huge drawings out in the desert and what they might represent such as landing strips and markers for space travelers was one of his friends too. He's dead now also I think but I think it's his son has in the past had something about that on TV-a rerun a few years ago. It was very interesting and made sense to me and to Elvis as well. He went out of his way to go see the crater out there in the desert-Pris went with him as well as some of the guys and I think there is video of them there-I've seen it-it could be on the ones they did (his family) I don't have any of those either but am going to buy them! You guys talk about all that and drive me nuts! I want them! But first things first. Anyway he was blown away but that crater and would have been freaked out if he could have seen the simulated models of a naked earth with ALL it's craters exposed! It was more beat up than the moon! It's all covered with greenery, desert and water now. But this old ball of dirt has been hit many, many times in the past. Why not any more? Could it be because God made man and woman, animals, birds etc: and gave earth life-so He's protecting it????? But we are all destroying it ourselves. wjh
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Re: Priscilla and spiritual interests
I think she did too, but he expected her to "get it" just because he did and she wasn't raised as he had been nor did she have that kind of instruction, Bible I mean. I think she was raised Catholic but I would not say that for certain-She went to that type school and he got interested in the Catholic faith and had a Mother Superior whom he talked with and liked...he did the Rosary song because of her and other people who were Catholics and had requested that one plus he thought it was beautifully written and song. The thing with his books came about because he spent too much time reading and wasn't spending time with her as he used to do when making movies. They used to spend lots of time playing games, doing things, going places and being together and I guess it just seemed like they got married and it all changed. I have no real clue-and as she said on that chat...here I am "second guessing" about their life as a "couple". So I will stop that-said enough already. I have only his side of things and time for me to shut up. wjh
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Re: Telepathy
Yes it was and also a confirmation that it does indeed work for some people who have "opened that gift" and use it wisely. Jimmie and I can have some times like that also-I read his mind alot and it bugs him because I know what he has to say before he finishes it so I'm trying to shut my mouth til he's done...no matter how long it takes. Had to do that with Elvis also-both guys were so detail addicts it seemed. But I can learn to shut up-now that he's retired and around "under foot more".
Elvis was very gifted in that he could "hear" things people were thinking if they pertained to him personally, going to say something or ask him something and he answered before they asked-he did that to me a few times and I saw him do it with one of his guys who did a double take and almost dropped his chin on the floor as Elvis glanced at him and answered whatever he was going to ask before he said it. Elvis put his hand on his shoulder and said, "That's what you wanted to know, isn't it?" And they two went over by the windows and talked quietly for a few moments. The guy was totally stunned it appeared to me. While Elvis was perfectly natural about it. Just like he told me a friend I hadn't seen in ages and he didn't even know about as I had not mentioned her, came unexpectedly to visit. He told me she was coming before she got there, and he told me as she was pulling in the driveway and coming to the door that she was pregnant-but she doesn't know it yet. I asked her and she didn't think so but she wanted a baby soon; three days later she called to ask me how I knew because I said well, I think you most likely are now. But I couldn't tell her Elvis told me - she didn't know about him at all. Later he said what sex it was and it was that...right now I can't remember-but I haven't seen nor spoken to her in about 17 years-they moved to Alaska and then to some other odd place-he's military.
I will never forget Elvis banging on the wall of our bedroom-and then before I even said hello on the phone when I called him (they didn't have caller ID then) he answered "Hello?" then blurted out the time that I had written down when he'd done it. He even laughed when he said the poodle barked at him from the foot of the bed...and he said, "So...you wear ruffled nightgowns-nice darlin'....I like that..." And he snickered the way only Elvis could do it because I said, Oh No! You will not do that again, you hear me!" He just laughed and said, "No-no-not much..." and giggled again. then he spent some time "teaching me" how I could do it and he said, "I don't care if you spy on me...I'll know 'n block out what don't want you seein'.... And he said he could do that so don't worry about it. I remember saying that wasn't something I wanted to learn and he said, it's too late, we don't got this goin' now an' don't worry, it'll just be like dreamin'. I have to say that I did have some weird dreams...but I won't go into them here-I did see him a few times...and most of it was "blocked" so I don't know if he "put that in my head" or if I really was seeing what he was doing. Mainly it was him and I could see through someone's eyes looking at him-weirder still- and saw a gold necklace hanging around his neck- I desscribed it and he laughed and said, yeah...and then he said, remember it-I'll send you a picture wearin' it. And he did-it was a concert shot from Las Vegas-close up of his chest and shoulders and neck/head and there it was exactly as I saw it. He was with Priscilla at the time it was 1969...and it was through her eyes I guess. I didn't ever let that happen again...I told myself I'd wake up and that's what I did. Thank heaven as things became really rough between them later on and I didn't want to "hear, see or feel any of their heartaches. He told me he would take care of it and maybe he did as I didn't have any more "personal observations" of any kind again. But I was tuned to how he felt when we spoke on the phone-I'd know the first few words out of his mouth what mood he was going to be in and never was wrong. He said that was because we were "kindred spirits". Thanks for helping make these things more acceptable as they are often considered "evil" etc:. Why, I have no clue.
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Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"
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Re: Masters
Amanda, have you ever had "voices" talking to you when you were asleep/or sleep state? I used to have one that seemed to be coming from a speaker in my chest and he would go on and on in a monotone kind of way like a professor or something- Once he explained all about "warts" of all things and told me what to do to get rid of one on my little girls knee. I did it, it went away and she didn't have to go back to have it removed or frozen again. And another time he told me all about the meanings of Revelations, the horsemen and the whole thing...Elvis had told me about it as well and what the Prof. guy said related to and further detailed than what Elvis said. I wanted to remember it and kept telling myself as he was talking (also showed me a "film" of scenes he was referring to-beautiful colors and very detailed film-like living reality) I tried to write things down and what I found when I "woke up" was not really anything legible enough to jog my memory and I have tried to get him back, but he doesn't ever come now and has not since before Elvis left...that was happening just before that time. Maybe I shut it off? I'd like to ask some question of that &quo