Great essay and photos from Anthony Scarlati’s blog:
Sometimes in life you head down the road in a direction that at the time seems right. You have a destination in mind, you have a plan. Well guess what, plans and destinations don’t always work on a roadtrip such as the one that I have found myself on. As I head East in search of Jackson, Tn, I can’t help but feel that I have forgotten something. Something really big and yes I had. In a few days the city of Memphis was going to be filled with Elvis fans from all over the world to pay their respects to the King. It was 35 years ago that Elvis Aaron Presley had passed on and in the wake of his untimely death an almost cult like worshiping has occurred in honor of the man and his music. A worshiping that seems to grow each year in proportions that just don’t seem possible. I am so close to throwing myself head first into this phenomena, with that twinkle in my eye that means only one thing. Hang one this will be fun. So with all that I turn the car around and start to make a few calls. Back to Memphis, and don’t worry Jackson I will be there in just a few days, their is something I just have to do.