Gary North says that he's never met a man who says that a part of him died when Elvis died, but then again North never met Elvis, as I did. No, not at the 7-11, but at an Oklahoma motel in 1964. In the summer before my 9th grade year, three of my fellow students and I – two girls and two boys – along with two teacher-sponsors, were traveling by car from Texas to a national student council convention in Wisconsin. We stopped overnight at a motel in Oklahoma. Some motel guests told us that Elvis Presley was rumored … Continue reading When the King Died