One of the (many) highlights of my visit to Memphis was the tour of Graceland. Elvis and rock and roll is what I grew up on. We called the dance form jitterbug; now it is swing. I remember dancing along the boardwalk one bright May day in Atlantic City, Maryland with some girlfriends. We were excitedly singing that newly minted song Shake, Rattle and Roll. It was also the first (and only) bad sunburn I ever got.
Needless to say, Graceland was a thrill for me to see. An interesting monument to a fascinating singer.