Ahhhh, shades of old memories of army days and Christmases past. I’m not even talking about the days of Vietnam where my own friends served and many died, but instead, of one particular serviceman and one particular Christmas during the Korean War. Here’s what happened:
We had a long time family friend, Ashby, that was the distributor for literally all the new records in the rock and roll era across America. Now the neat thing was, he'd bring me giant boxes upon boxes of records (78's and then 45's when they came into play) that hadn't even made it to the radio stations yet and so I had all of them before they were ever played. But the amazing thing was, Ashby KNEW all these artists, including Elvis. When Elvis went into the service, Ashby still kept in touch with him. A Christmas came along and Ashby called Elvis and asked for a "real" photo and letter just for me for Christmas. Would you believe, I got not only the HUGE Christmas card, but inside that was an 8x10 personal photo signed to me from him and then a 2 page letter in his own handwriting telling me what he did each day in the service and then wishing me a Merry Christmas and telling me to let Ashby know he followed through on his promise. Wow. My grandmother, who was the biggest fan he ever had would have keeled over at that very moment had she seen all that, and here I was just a so-so fan. (She made me go to every single movie he ever made and most were the pits but she thought he was the greatest so that’s how our Saturdays were spent). Anyway, into the drawer the letter, the card, and the signed photo went and many years later I found out just how much they would be worth, so off I ran to dig through all the drawers in the house. I couldn't find it, not a trace. I went to Mom and said, “Do you remember that Christmas card and letter and picture I got from Elvis when I was 10?” She said of course she did, so I asked where it was, and she said, “Oh, I threw it all out. I didn’t think you were interested in it.” I froze. Then I showed her the estimates of it’s worth and then SHE froze. And so, there went the lottery and the dream mansion in the sky. She did however save all the “cute” little cards from her best friend in case she decided to frame any of them. Wow. Go figure. Mom certainly had her moments , God bless her. And that’s my pre-Christmas story for the day
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Merry Christmas, Jenny
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