I stopped at Graceland last year on my way between Woodson Ridge and the Barnyard Bash Cubfests. Paid my respects. I was lucky enough to attend a concert of his in Lincoln. NE in 1976, the year before he died. Liked his music, thought a concert would be hokey because of the swooning, scarves passed out, etc. The girl I was dating really wanted to see him, so I shelled out the money thinking I might get lucky (
). That didn't happen, but the concert and music was great. Long live the King!