As we were leaving the hotel this morning, Helaine asked if I had written about Elvis? I had not, so here it is.
We were riding in the car, on the way to Bradley. Our 7:00 AM flight was heading to Las Vegas, so I jokingly asked Helaine if she had a copy of Viva Las Vegas with her?
No such luck.
I turned on the radio, where we ended up on WDRC-FM. We heard the end of a song, the disk jockey announcing he was leaving, a cluster of commercials and… Elvis! It was Viva Las Vegas.
We turned and looked at each other. This was more than a little weird, but we went with the flow, singing along with the King.