what were you doing when you heard the news of elvis presley's death in 1977

i was manure in the earth

I was probably just drinking my bottle. I was two.

I was 6 , I remember my mum really sad, telling us about it!

I wasn’t that old, don’t remember it.

I was 13 and fishing. Most adult anglers looked like Elvis then. One of them was walking around the lake in tears, telling everyone.

I was 27. I went into the restaurant where I was a cook and someone told me. I thought we would close.

I would be absolutely devastated.

He's been my favorite since I was 5 y/o

I was working in Auburn Sydney as a fitter and machinist

I wasn’t born.. for another year

Playing war games in Germany in the snow up to my, yeah, that high😁

[quote][/quote]and if you weren't born then what do you think you would be doing when you were 6 y/o

Nothing. I didn't exist then. I wasn't born until 1986.

Chillin in my Mom's ovaries

I don't remember

I was in college. I remember saying, "woah, Elvis Presley’s dead !" My roommate said, "Really ? Oh, well," and we all went back to whatever we were doing.

I wasn't born yet, mainly because my father was trying to avoid my birth at all cost, according to his recollection of that decade.

I have a cousin in Canada who's a bonafide Elvis impersonator who travels all over Canada and the USA competing in Elvis singing contests which he wins very frequently!

He and I recently attended a funeral for a cousin of our's and when he showed up at the funeral home during visitation, he was dressed like Elvis including all the hair and makeup and Elvis-era clothing style... and yes, blue swede shoes too.

As it turned out, he didn't actually dress up like Elvis for the funeral, but instead showed up as he normally lives his life at home. In other words, he actually believes that he's the reincarnated spirit of Elvis Presley and he thinks he's Elvis.

my grandpa told me how the world stopped when it was announced JFK was assassinated. i imagine elvis fans experienced something similar...

My Dad and I were in the car on the way to a store when we heard the news on the radio, he pulled over to call his little sister, my aunt, on the payphone to see if she was alright, she was a major Elvis fanatic. I could hear her sobbing and crying all the way to the car.