I can’t specifically recall 1961, but I’m told 30 cents bought a dozen eggs, gas purchases were 27 cents per gallon, JFK was sworn in as the 35th President and the Slip ’n Slide was introduced. “I Slipped, I Stumbled, I Fell” became not just a movie song from WITC, to the delight of orthopedists everywhere. Glenn Tyler would be proud.

In 1961, the Paris Sisters had a hit with “I Love How You Love Me”, produced by Phil Spector.

However, it was Bobby Vinton’s cover of the same in 1968 that is probably the better known version and I’ll include it.

https://youtu.be/-KgzoheDZ9Q

Amazingly, many other well known artists have covered this same tune from it’s creation until fairly recent. 

Just as my stream of consciousness widened from 1961 infancy to 1968 childhood and America reached for the stars from their first man in space to the soon to be man on the moon, my awareness of the greater world around me became a thing of beauty too. 

Even now, 50 plus years after, I am still drawn to this lovely era as it was a period of awakening infused with innocence, a time in music and pop history never to be repeated. Is “Born Too Late” a phrase or a theme song? That determination is up for grabs.

In 1961, our guy Elvis, the Hillbilly Cat, had returned from the Army, journeyed from the Tupelo boy years to a Memphis man’s maturity. G.I. Blues, Flaming Star, Wild in the Country and Blue Hawaii were already paving the technicolor way while the black and white pre-service vehicles stayed behind. 

Film formulas became set with little variation, most colorful destination travelogues to wrap around a soundtrack album. We saw them because we wanted to see him.

In the 60’s, Elvis the movie star was the predictable norm as counter culture later took hold elsewhere. December of 1968 exploded from the dying celluloid embers and a burning love for what we knew was there all along recharged the batteries of Elvis fans worldwide. His 1969 return to live performances gave insight into the beautiful maturity Elvis Presley had grown into, the motion picture predictability a sweet memory. 

Elvis had returned bigger than the silver screen and his fans were no longer a bubble gum, stars in the eyes, pig tailed crowd. They had turned into their responsible parents, only the cool, hip, looser version that knew superstardom when they saw and head it. 

The Elvis story of the 70’s is a familiar one, especially the grievous 8th chapter. Although some felt it was the closing of the book with a only few short postscripts attached, that is far from accurate. The chronicle has not concluded it’s tale. The narrative isn’t finished. The hero and main character has not taken his final bow. How could he as the many cast members continue to grow worldwide?

Elvis Presley is as popular and relevant now as ever. That truth is unchanging.

Elvis fans are the very best. I peruse groups and articles and books and stories, firsthand reports and repeated anecdotes. The theme is unchanging. The defensiveness toward divisive disrespect is strong. The demand for accuracy and truth is genuine. The commitment is formidable and admirable.

I short, I love how you love him.

More importantly, he would likely love it as well. None of us can speak for him and any observation is purely subjective. But the authentic love I witness for this man who changed so many of us for the better, is true and worthy and notable. It makes me proud to be among you.

As a side note, I could 100% hear his voice covering this fine song in 1968, whenever I hear it. Wouldn’t he had done it more than justice? 

Can you hear him serenely serenading us and tender loving how we so genuinely love him?

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I Love How You Love Me, by Bobby Vinton

(Written by Barry Mann and Larry Kolber)

I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me

And when I’m away from you I love how you miss me

I love the way you always treat me tenderly

But, darling, most of all I love how you love me

(Love how you love me)

I love how your heart beats whenever I hold you

I love how you think of me without being told to

I love the way your touch is always heavenly

But, darling, most of all I love how you love me

(Love how you love me) 

I love how your eyes close whenever you kiss me

And when I’m away from you I love how you miss me

I love the way your touch is always heavenly

But, darling, most of all I love how you love me

(Love how you love me) 

I love how you hug me (love how you hug me)

I love how you squeeze me, tease me, please me

Love, how you love me

I love how you love me