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Tuesday, November 2, 2004

crossing the river when elvis died

I remember the morning they announced Elvis was dead. I must have been ten years old. I was on a ferry which, if memory serves me correctly, was called the Harry O’May. It was a vehicular ferry, nicknamed the Box, which had been put into service transporting people across the river after the bridge... Sign in to see full entry.

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