I don’t normally celebrate Elvis’ birthday but for some reason this year it just seemed to be a must. My favorite memories of Elvis where when he was singing with his ukelele. This may be because my Mom was never too far away from her ukelele at any time. We used to have campfires on the beach and she would play the ukelele and we would sing along. Pretty idealic childhood.
Since I was a kid when Elvis was in his hay day I loved him most when he donned a Hawaiian shirt. (As a teenager I began to appreciate his black leather jumpsuit worn in Jailhouse Rock but that’s another story).
BLUE HAWAII
So, this year we celebrate Elvis’ birthday and remember him and Alfred Shaheen who brought luau’s and pupu’s to the mainland.