Good story. I love the “Wa,,,?” lol

Amazing write, Sam. Great storytelling my friend, it’s always a plus when music is involved. Appreciate you.

Damian

Fantastic work, my friend.

About the same time as your story, I was living in East Chicago, Indiana. Near Halloween there was a parade, and all the kids wanted to be in it. I had a play guitar, and my mom slicked my black hair back and drew some sideburns on me. My black leather jacket topped it off. As we walked, I was chosen for a talent contest at the local movie theater — like yours. A bunch of us lined up, a guy put his hand over our heads and people clapped. I won first place as Elvis — a little wiggle put me over. I won $10 too, so I figure I was the first paid Elvis impersonator ever! Ha! My mom kept half.

Oh, good write, as usual. I know I took up a lot of space, but that’s cheap online, huh?

Ha! I can just see little FlatDaddy Elvis with his hair slicked back. Thanks for reading.

Thank you. Hair was an important part of life for a lot of us.