On Aug 16, 1977, my sister, Vicki Fennell Miller, and I were at my Memommy and PawPaws house before school started back up. That summer afternoon, Vicki and I were on the front breezeway with my Memommy trying to cool off in front of the fans since we had no air conditioning. A small black and white tv was playing in the background. I remember a news alert came on and my Memommy started crying. She took some tissue from her pocket and dried her eyes after removing her horn rimmed glasses. I asked her what was wrong and she told me Elvis had died. That same day in Grand Junction, CO, my hubby, Val Vigil-Fennell, was born. And, while I had not met him yet;-), I will always remember the day he was born and came into my world;-). AND, while Val never got to meet my Memommy before she passed away, she is part of my Val story and that makes me happy;-) My Blue Hawaii and hunk a hunk of burning love. Happy birthday, Val Vigil-Fennell! #HappyBirthdayVal #TheDayElvisDied #GrandJunctionVacayIn10Days youtu.be/EAPokxi_VRg
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 11:48:02 +0000
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