39 yeas ago today, at 6:15 am, I was awakened from a deep sleep by my parents with the promise of a "BIG Birthday Surprise".
My surprise came in the form of my first day of kindergarten. What a let down.
At that time, kindergarten wasn't required and was only half of the day, so at lunch, I rode the community dinosaur (we didn't have vehicles in those days) home to have words with my mother about what a "BIG surprise" should actually be.
When I walked in the house, my mom was sitting cross legged in the floor, bawling her eyes out. I immediately forgot my problem and asked, "What's wrong, Mama?"
"Elvis died!" was her reply.
So I dropped to the floor and started crying with her. After about 5 minutes of this, I stopped and asked my mom, "Was he a cousin?"
What were you doing when you heard the news?