2nd August 1955, Tuesday
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Re: 2nd August 1955, Tuesday
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L.A.: From a backdrop of a small southern town in America, the scene is set as seventeen-year-old high school student Caroline’s story begins on the night of August 2, 1955...
Caroline: Elvis "strode" on stage.... he grabbed the microphone by its slender neck, smiled, with his lip slightly curled and began to sing.... the audience exploded! I was sitting in the second row in the auditorium. The spotlight came down, he looked at me and began to sing to me. I was very flattered and embarrassed It was an outrageous onstage flirtation.
L.A.: What happened after the show?
Caroline: He was standing signing autographs. I didn’t walk over; I was too shy. He saw me and asked, “Hey you back there, don’t you want my autograph?” I said well yes, but only if he wrote something special. He grinned that special grin, asked my name and wrote words on the scrap of paper from an autograph book. It read: ‘How Bout’ a Date? huh? Answer Yes or No? Elvis Presley.’
L.A. I love that he was so modest, didn’t just assume, tell me ‘bout the Date.’
Caroline: We headed out in Elvis’ pink Cadillac Fleetwood Series Sixty only to find ourselves leading a spontaneous parade of vehicles following us through the small town streets. He was singing and looking in the mirror... while joking and drumming on the steering wheel of the car. After stopping at a roadside diner for soda pop and burnt bacon sandwiches, Elvis drove me home, he parked under the streetlight, we didn’t get out the car straight away.
L.A.: From a backdrop of a small southern town in America, the scene is set as seventeen-year-old high school student Caroline’s story begins on the night of August 2, 1955...
Caroline: Elvis "strode" on stage.... he grabbed the microphone by its slender neck, smiled, with his lip slightly curled and began to sing.... the audience exploded! I was sitting in the second row in the auditorium. The spotlight came down, he looked at me and began to sing to me. I was very flattered and embarrassed It was an outrageous onstage flirtation.
L.A.: What happened after the show?
Caroline: He was standing signing autographs. I didn’t walk over; I was too shy. He saw me and asked, “Hey you back there, don’t you want my autograph?” I said well yes, but only if he wrote something special. He grinned that special grin, asked my name and wrote words on the scrap of paper from an autograph book. It read: ‘How Bout’ a Date? huh? Answer Yes or No? Elvis Presley.’
L.A. I love that he was so modest, didn’t just assume, tell me ‘bout the Date.’
Caroline: We headed out in Elvis’ pink Cadillac Fleetwood Series Sixty only to find ourselves leading a spontaneous parade of vehicles following us through the small town streets. He was singing and looking in the mirror... while joking and drumming on the steering wheel of the car. After stopping at a roadside diner for soda pop and burnt bacon sandwiches, Elvis drove me home, he parked under the streetlight, we didn’t get out the car straight away.
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