It was 1987.
I had just turned 11.
It was Saturday night and my siblings and I were eager to watch a kid's movie.
But not tonight.
Dad had dibs on the television.
He grabbed a blank video cassette (remember them?), unwrapped it from its plastic and excitedly fed it into the mouth of the VCR.
He was like an excited little boy.
"But Da-ad, we really want to watch the movie!" moaned my sister. But it was of no use.
We were no match for Elvis.
It was the 10th anniversary of Elvis's death and all the TV channels were in Elvis over-drive.
There was no escaping it.
I knew who Elvis was. My father was a big fan and had a large Elvis music and book collection.
I'd seen a few of his cheesy films that played on the weekend tv matinees. He could sing. He could dance. Women would throw him their underpants.
"Oooo.. it's starting!" exclaimed my excited father.
Ladies and Gentlemen.
Elvis: The 1968 Comeback Special.
Have you seen it?
Forget about the 1950's coiffed pretty-boy Elvis,
or the1970's puffy, bloated rhinestoned-bedazzled caped jumpsuited Elvis.
The Elvis that shakes my pelvis is the 1968 model with tight black leather suit, leather cuff, jet black hair and slick sideburns you just want to run your fingers over.
The voice. Swoon.
The moves. Swoon.
The curled-lip smile. Swoon heaven!
Hello? Black leather?
Life changed for me that day.
Hormones kicked in and that was the beginning of me changing from an innocent girl into the black-leather-loving woman I am today.
Have you lived the Elvis '68 Comeback Special experience?
Do you like Elvis?
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