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WOMAN OF THE YEAR (1942) dir. George Stevens

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Wow it’s been a long time since I was last active on here.

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Elvis photographed in front of the “Prince De Galles” hotel in Paris, June 1959.

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Elvis at the Moulin Rouge in Munich, c. 1959

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Clark Gable, 1930s

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Elvis backstage at St. Michael's Hall in Cleveland, Ohio. - October 20, 1955.

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November 29, 1968 1174 Hillcrest Drive, Los Angeles, Ca. A meeting with Elvis & Priscilla by Hilda Johnson My girlfriend and I were excited as children in a candy store as we stood outside of the gates to Elvis´ home in Beverly Hills. We felt privileged just to be there and time passed by quickly as we chatted with another fan who spends a great deal of time there, day in and day out. Sharon and I learned that her name was Lorraine and that she often had the opportunity to meet and talk with Elvis, that he knew her and would stop and talk whenever she was there. This excited us even more. “Can we be lucky enough to meet Elvis too,” we thought. As the morning passed by, a car drove up and stopped at the gate. It was Priscilla. Imagine, Elvis Presley´s wife, and she had stopped right in front of us. She was nice. She spoke for awhile, allowed us a few photographs and even signed a new L.P. I had just purchased at the Singer sewing machine store. Its title is “Flaming Star.” After Priscilla left, we bubbled over with pleasure at our good fortune. What happened next was something Sharon and I could never have been prepared for. A meeting with Elvis himself. It was around 4 or 4:30 in the afternoon when Charlie Hodge drove up to the gate. With him was Elvis. As Charlie stopped and waited for the gate to open, Elvis rolled down his window and spoke to us. I couldn´t contain myself. I kept telling him how good looking he was, etc. etc. etc. I doubt an intelligent word escaped my lips. He treated us with the greatest of respect and I asked him if I may have an opportunity to have my photograph made with him. He told Charlie to drive through the gates and he got out of the car. As big as life, he stood there. He bent over, put his lips to my neck and kissed me. I was so pleased as Sharon shot the photographs as Elvis stood next to me with his arms around my shoulders. Then Sharon too had the opportunity to have her picture made with him before he bid us good-bye and walked up to the house. As he reached the steps, he stopped and turned around. Waved good-bye and disappeared into the darkness. Later on the same day, Priscilla returned to the gates. Once again, she stopped to chat and we took a few more photographs. I´ll never forget that day as long as I live. A dream come true. Part II source http://brian56.dk/60s/1968/6811/681129.html

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Still grieving over his mother, Elvis had to leave all his friends and relatives behind when he got on the troop train and rolled north to the port of embarkation. That was when me and Elvis started to get close. He was sitting staring out a train window when I went up the aisle looking for him. I sat down across from him. We talked about this and that. About the show people knew. It got late. I fell asleep as the train rattled and rolled along. He put a blanket over me. 

Elvis came through the  ship looking for me after we sailed out of the harbor aboard the troopship SS General Randall. “Charlie,” he said, “I don’t know a single one of those guys in my compartment. You want to move up there with me?” He got permission from the ship’s officers. I moved to his compartment. I took the bunk on top. Elvis had the bunk below. 

During the days on the high seas, he was smiling and relaxed. Really easy going. At night he grieved in his bunk. I would lie in the darkness and listen as he quietly moaned from down in his heart. After a while, I would climb down and sit on the side of his bunk. I’d tell him jokes and stories until he began to feel a little better and could fall asleep. When I climbed back up in my bunk, I made it my goal to keep Elvis laughing all the way across the ocean.

One day, as we stood at the railing and the ship plowed its foamy way through the foggy North Sea, Elvis said, “Charlie, you keep me from going crazy.”

Excerpt from Me ‘N Elvis by Charlie Hodge

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Woman of the Year (1942)

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Another Thin Man (1939)

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Myrna Loy and William Powell smooching it up in The Thin Man (1934)

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In Memory Of Elvis Aaron Presley ♛ Jan. 8, 1935 – Aug. 16, 1977.

In the entertainment business the future is very uncertain. You never know. You can only try. So I’m only gonna say I’ll try to continue to please the people enough that they, you know, that they keep liking me and keep interested. As far as actually knowing what the future holds for me, I’ve got no idea – Elvis Presley, 1960.

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Ooooh, I LOVE this question!

Lots of people keep journals with systematic diary entries, but I understand that it doesn’t work for everyone.

Here are some cool/interesting/fun/motivational/productive things you can do that don’t necessarily include keeping a diary:

Turn a Moleskine (or other notebook) into a planner/organizer/PDA/productivity system

52 lists

30 Days of Lists

Answer “50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind”

Start a gratitude journal

Create a “life handbook”

Keep morning pages

Start a scrapbook

Use journal prompts to answer questions when you feel like it

Participate in the 7-week Life Cleanse (new link! should work now!)

Keep these 9 lists updated — REALLY useful things to keep track of!

Take notes as you learn something new

Use a notebook to keep track of goal-setting and productivity: 60 Ways to Improve Your Life in 100 Days

Keep a recipe book

Keep a reading journal/movie journal/music journal/fashion journal

Start a quote book

Make a travel journal — use it to plan your trip/vacation, then glue in transportation ticket stubs, itineraries, maps, photographs, dinner receipts at fancy restaurants, and write about your adventures

Doodle in it

Write poetry

Cut out and glue pretty pictures

Create a bucket list journal and record each item as you complete it

Keep a dream journal

Journal your goals with the prompts, motivation, and advice I offer in my own self-published ebook

Does that give you enough ideas to start with? :)

(Made rebloggable by request.)

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Elvis Presley c. 1963

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Elvis buying a 1956 Lincoln Continental in Miami, August 4, 1956.