Here I am in 1970. I was part of Elvis' Hip Memphis Mafia.
Whatever E wanted, we would get it. That medalion around
his neck, that was all me baby. The matching white tie
and suspenders, that was my good friend Beck who you can
see standing to the left of me.
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Around 1968 I was having a bad year.
I started hangin with a rough crowd. It was a bicycle
club called the Hells Angels. That is where I learned
to quilt, do needle point & bake a mean upside down
cake. |
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Here is my good friend Jimmy Hoffa.
I haven't seen him in a while, if anyone knows where he
is please contact me. That jerk still owes me 5 bucks! |
I was at this great party at some big house in Washington
DC, when all of a sudden there was a mob of people who
pushed and shoved to get into this one room to watch some
guy sign some bill. I thought it was kinda lame. But I
guess it was important or something. |
Here you see a case of being in the right place at the
wrong time. Im not talking so much about Lee Harvey Oswald.
Im talkin bout me! I was on my way to the bathroom when
this happened. |
