This is Elvis Week in my hometown. Some of my fellow Memphians call it “Dead Elvis Week.” While it does commemorate the anniversary of Elvis’ death some 39 years ago, I absolutely refuse to even say the words “Dead Elvis.”
I refuse to believe the King is dead.
This column was printed in the August, 2016 issue of the Tennessee Bar Journal and is reprinted here with the permission of the Tennessee Bar Association.
She won more games than any coach in the history of college basketball. She won eight national championships. She coached the U.S. Women’s Team to an Olympic Gold Medal and had a graduation rate of 100%. Every athlete that played for her for four years graduated.
But one of Pat Summitt’s biggest victories came not on the basketball court but in a courtroom where she testified as an expert witness on behalf of a young non-shooting guard named Victoria Cape.
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN ZERMOTT AND ST. MORITZ, SWITZERLAND: I love trains. Some of the happiest days of my life have been on trains.
When I was 5 years old, my mother and I took a train trip from Memphis to Little Rock. I cannot recall why we made the trip. What I do recall is that it was a grand adventure, and I enjoyed every minute of it.
SOMEWHERE ON A WINDING NARROW ROAD IN COUNTY CORK – If Ireland were an amusement park, I am now on its most terrifying ride. I am driving on the wrong side of the road in the Irish countryside seated on the wrong side of the car.
Next week the Republicans will gather in Cleveland for their National Convention and will nominate for President a very unpopular man named Donald Trump.
Later this month, the Democrats will gather in Philadelphia for their National Convention and nominate for President a very unpopular woman named Hillary Clinton.