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John Christian Hopkins
Author John Christian Hopkins thanks Elvis Presley for getting him through tough times as a teen:
I can close my eyes and remember the day my friend died. I was sitting in the kitchen on the stairs that led to the second floor. It was on the fourth step, where I always sat because it had a large window to my left. It was a hot summer day. August 16, 1977. My "friend" was someone I had never met, someone who never knew that I existed. But he was someone who touched my life in a profound way, possibly even saved it in those lonely wee hours of the silent mornings when the demons made their play for my soul. His name was Elvis Presley. It's more than being just a fan. Much more. You see, my mom died in February of 1976, when I was 15. I felt lost, depressed, unwanted. I felt my mom was the only person that loved me, and that I would never know love again. And it got worse. I had never gotten along particularly well with my father, and that relationship withered and died in the years that followed. He told me he wished I had died instead of my mom, told me when I fell asleep that he was going to kill me. I spent many nights sleeping under my bed, or trying to surround myself with boxes as I slept sitting up in a corner of my bedroom.Get the Story:
John Christian Hopkins: Elvis: The Friend I Never Met Who Saved My Life (Indian Country Today 8/310
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