I don't think I ever had more fun   than when your Mom was around... We lalughed and laughed.  Connie and I were hooked for sure.  I loved our "Cafeteria Time" when we could stay as long as we wanted and share lots of Elvis stories as well as Elvis fan stories....  Lots of memories from "back in our day".  Both of you have had added many memories to my life and I thank you for that.

Another memory is helping Pat with our Elvis candles when she was in the office working on them. I was somewhat in awe of her but one day noticed she needed some more tape.  It took all the nerve I had to ask her if she wanted me to find her some if I could.  She said "yes, thank you" and I was okay after that.  That was before all our laughs started.  She was so precious. 


She told a story once ( I'll probably get details wrong ) about she and a friend going to an Elvis concert and tried to find him afterwards.  I think they did.  If I remember correctly, Mike, you got left at home on that one. 


I always laughed so hard while she was telling the stories I apologize if I left out some details.


I loved her dearly and so glad God granted me the opportunity to have called her "my friend".          

It has to be when she and Frannie were picking you up from an Elvis concert.  I can't remember the whole story but laugh every time I think of it anyway, even if it's just bits and pieces I remember.  

They were driving around to pick you up and Frannie was holding one of the dogs.  Elvis' limo pulled up, he rolled the window down, looked at the dog and said, "You ain't nothing but a hounddog".   Then Frannie fainted and mom thought she had died.  But that didnt' stop her from waving at Elvis across Frannie's limp body.

I asked her to repeat that story a couple of years ago and I still can't get it right, but it was so funny hearing her tell it. 

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Another funny time was in Memphis.  You all always kept your van running because the dogs were in there. We would spend hours at a restaurant.    Mom would go out after a while and would drive the van around the parking lot in circles, over and over.   And around over and over again.    It was so it wouldn't get overheated just idling.    A man stopped her and asked her what she was doing.   And now, for the life of me, I don't remember what she said.   But I laughed and laughed.   She always made me laugh.  I loved her so much.

Sorry my stories aren't complete, but they did make a mark in my mind and in my heart.       

Donna Grubb and Mom

Jean Pope and Mom

Minor, Major, and Music, and mom in 1985

D.J Fontana and Mom

Christmas 2012

This is Frank with MOM, she loved him and he was a cna for my uncle Tom when he was in a nursing home