Dear log,

I was telling you about my beloved mom died and I was sent in the army. It was a complicated period under every point of view but thanks to Eileen's company, of my family and friends all was easier. But one day my life changed drastically when I've done the acquaintances with Priscilla Beaulieu.

It was the 13 October 1959 and she was invited in our house. When I saw her, I admitted to myself that I was in front of a princess: she had long brown hair, two sapphire-like eyes, soft and delicate lips as her hands were and a graceful face. I left Eileen in company with Charlie to do acquaintances with that young girl. She was younger: she had only fourteen years old while I had twenty-four. We started to talk about our passions passing all the time together. I have done a good impression even to his father that he was a serviceman in career. Knowing that destiny wanted for me staying with her, one evening I discussed about it with Eileen. For me it was hard breaking up but I cannot put the spanner in the works to the fate. I felt nervous and I feared that she would put a show in her rage preventing me to see Priscilla. Caught in the fear, I spit it all.

«Eileen, you know what was happening with Priscilla and I want let you know that you, for me are and remain always important despite all. If one day I and her will marry you can live in Graceland as my spiritual "counsellor" because you are the only one who knows in full what I really need. You understand me in full and you well know about my nightmares. I hope that, despite her presence, you don't live me because I love you. » She stayed in silence for a while and I know she was pondering about it. After long, agonizing waiting she answered me affirming that she had already got that and she wouldn't leave me. For her, what's mattered was my happiness. I done a sigh of relief letting a huge smile over my lips. We kissed and we make love for the last time as a couple.

We passed the Christmas together preparing to get back our country. I made acquaintances with her and Cilla and they get along immediately. That night I gifted to Eileen a last model brand new camera and to Cilla a golden watch and a golden ring with pearls and diamonds. After exchanging gifts, she sat at my side while I sang "I'll be home for Christmas" and, together with Eileen, we weep. For me was really wonderful going back to my homeland, indeed going back to Graceland. I miss it so much. Living in Germany wasn't the same as living in Memphis. It was too much different and I needed to feel again the air of America. While I was at the piano, I suggested to Eileen to try singing. She at first refused, saying that she cannot sing but stubbornly I didn't fall for an inch and she was forced to intone with me another song. I remained astounded from her marvellous nightingale-like voice and so angelic that I thought I was in front of an angel. Even Cilla remain amazed from her talent. At the end we clapped while she blushed. From that Christmas on, I decided that every night, before going to sleep, I would hear her singing.

During the journey back on America of 1960 I nurtured some fears for my career and popularity, but I understanded that the plan made in motion by Eileen and the Colonel had worked out: at the arrival, there was a vast group of fans proudly waiting for me. My fans remained faithfully to me and I had conquered boys' respects and American adults. When I see again Graceland, I felt empty inside because it missed the most important piece: my mother. From a point of view was sad to see my house without her and Eileen understood it. During the conference I spoke about my life in the army and I admitted I missed that everything in the city and I would remain in Graceland for the most time possible. I spoke about Cilla affirming that for the moment that wasn't all that love they would think. She was a minor at that time and I would do nothing until she got major. Then they asked about my plans: I quoted about the show with Frank Sinatra, the records of some tracks and the shooting of some movies.

In 1962 Priscilla visited for the first time Memphis and the next year she come back to stay. She signed up to the last year of Immaculate Conception Catholic High School, a female school of Memphis. During the time I wrote her many letters and when, two years later, I saw her to Graceland that was an extraordinary surprise. We hugged for long and the same Eileen does. When I was away to shoot movies, for in that year became very repetitive for themes and started to be suspicious, the stayed to Graceland and their friendship grow up. Between one film to another I continued to get back to Memphis because when I was at home I could relax and be myself. If I haven't a film to shoot, I rent often cinemas and the Luna park to get back my night life.

In those years I created my squad that I called "Memphis Mafia" for the reason that all of us used sunglasses and our appearances looks like some mafia acolytes. As a part of the group there were: Joe (one of the boys that I have known in Germany and it was the road manager), Lamar Fike (one of my greatest friends that his task was carrying the goods), Alan Fortas, Marty Lacker, Billy Smith (one of the cousins together with Gene Smith), Richard Davis, Sonny and Red West (they were my bodyguards altogether with Dave Hebler). With them I had tried to create again in California in an isolate circle a place where dwelled the Memphis' atmosphere. It was a peaceful place without problem where the fun dominated.

In the fall of 1964, two years after the arrival of Priscilla in Memphis, my health gave me first issues but they were something trivial despite the ones I suffered around the first years of the 1970. That day I was visited by the family cardiologist because one of my friends had seen me going downstairs, helped by Vernon and Eileen, breathing from an oxygen can. I informed my doctor about my chest aches if I bent or I stood up and comes out, from an ECG and radiography of chest, that I was born with an extra rib over the fact I had a major blood pressure.

That day I too had asked to Eileen, that she was my spiritual counsellor and photographer, to trying to fix my hair. I blindingly trusted her and I know that she would do an excellent work. I placed myself in front of the mirror's bathroom and I saw her working accurately with comb and scissors. She was very focused to her work and I didn't want to disturb her but I had many thoughts in my mind, so I spoke to her about many religious questions like the interrogative for what God had chosen me to be Elvis Presley. When she ended her operation, I smiled satisfied. I told her that she had acquired another ability over those she already had. No one could understand me like her and was for that I had chosen her.

At those years, I and Eileen, we were immersed completely in religious studies and the manager suggested to us to keep distance from those nonsenses that, on the basis of his vision, could distract me from my work. In that year I understood that the films we are shooting were useful only to earn more money and to sold me as an object to the best bidder: the serious movies weren't fruitful and the people wanted to see "Elvis Presley the dancer", no more no less. I started to grow more tired and weary: I was not an object nor a puppet to be used as the other's wish, but a person with feelings, damnit! We quarrelled many times and I seriously wanted to get out of my way but I cannot because in his confront I had very high debts that I couldn't pay by myself. Then I continued relentlessly with my spiritual studies and he was able to mock this passion of mine in a particular scene of "Easy come, Easy go": my character cannot do yoga and the teacher scolded him. At the end, cannot doing it, got away. That was clearly an offense in my confronts and I had understood it.

To get away from the world of Hollywood I took my mind busy doing what I was really interested: reading books that Eileen suggested me or being busy in a new hobby. I started buying a horse for Priscilla because she loved to ride. The thing gone out of control when I bought a horse for every one of my friends even to Eileen that she never had learnt to ride. I taught all the techniques and after some time she aroused to it. For all those horses I bought a bigger place that it was the "Circle G": a 650.000 square metre ranch in Mississippi that it had a nineteen-tall white cross in the midst of the property.

I checked the horses in the morning and then I went to Sars to bought the equipment. For the first time after very long I got entertained and I had found a place where I could feel like a normal person. It was since the years of the military service that I didn't feel that sensation: I was not scared about physical work, slogging in the haystack, repairing the fence, constructing, painting or digging.

Within few, the fans started to gather even outside the Circle G, as they had done for Graceland. I was tender with them and I invited them to come inside. But in a short amount of time, it became a touristic entertainment and the fans started to obstruct the two-way countryside road, a thing that created issues to the ones who lived around there. To avoid problem to the other people I made a three-metre-tall wall, but the fans climb over it using the car roofs or passing through the near houses' roofs.

In that period, I encountered the one who became my personal doctor: George Nichopulos, or in short "Nick". He is more expert than me in medicines for the illnesses and he know the exact quantity that I need to stop temporarily my pains. I know that after my death he will be accused to having prescribed me many different pills but I wish this would never happen: this book, as it the one of Eileen, will suffice as a proof that will exonerate him from all the accuses. My real fans will know my situation and they will protect it. But it's too soon to talk about this.

While I was in California to make the movie "Clambake" I had a little incident in the washroom: I had hit my head against the washbasin and I faint. I don't remember what happened next to it but they told me that I got a light trauma and I must rest for a week. To the Colonel doesn't like that thing but he must surrender to that. For two weeks I rested and I didn't dislike it because I could afford to the vicinity of Eileen and Cilla.

Talking about her we were a stable couple and we loved each other very much but I didn't want to marry her. I was obliged by his father, that he sought the wedding as a stable situation, and from Colonel, that he thought the wedding would keep me away from spiritual studies. I cannot retreat from that and I proposed to her and in 1 May 1967 we married: that was an unforgettable event for us. Eileen, as my personal photographer, she was invited to impress that event and, knowing her in full, I know that she was suffering seeing Cilla in wedding dress. I was sure that she would be pleased to be in her shoes and being Mrs. Presley. The next day I learnt that she went back to Holland because she cannot hold anymore the situation, I felt displeased for her.

During the honeymoon with Cilla, I enjoyed the moment with her and the other friends. But making love with her wasn't wonderful as doing it with Eileen. I miss her presence inside the group and few weeks later I discovered that I would be father. She was very young, she was only twenty-two years old, and she wouldn't take that serious responsibility; she informed me that she preferred to abort and I surely cannot impede it to her. We kept distance for a brief period where, about that, I discussed it with Eileen. She told me that becoming parents was one of the best experiences of the world and I must be at the side of my wife in that important moment. I thanked her from the bottom of my heart to having heard me out. Cilla didn't abort even she ate very little fearing to got fatten and became like all the women in pregnancy. I was upset that could damage the child's health and I suggested her to follow a balanced diet. While I was making the movie "Speedway" I informed all the people in the cast sooner I would become father. I was euphoric and talking to the little co-protagonist, Victoria, that I would love to have a child like her. My wish become true in 1st February 1968.

That day was the most beautiful of my life. We were at home when to Priscilla were broke the waters and caught by emotions, I went to search the cigars that I would gift to doctors and nurses. Accompanied by the taxi driver we took the wrong hospital! Got to destination we drop down and Priscilla were brought to the birthing room. Hours were interminable and, in the hallway, where I was digging a hole. I was impatient and my heart pounded in my chest: what if something would happen to the baby? What if there were complications? Finally, a nurse informed that everything was gone alright and that was a female child. I melt in a happy and liberatory cry. She was a female! A beautiful child! When my wife was brought back to her room, I could see what we had made: she was littler and slept in her arms. She asked me if I wanted to hold her and I finally felt myself complete. We named her Lisa Marie. It was love at first sight and knowing that in a few hours I must leave her forever breaks my soul.

I called Eileen to warn her about the joyous event and what she answered me was that she hasn't feel like it because that too much for her. I understood the motivations but having her beside me filled that empty I felt since ever so I recalled to her the promise I done a year ago.

«Eileen, do you remember what I had said to you in 1959? I love you and knowing that you can help me with Lisa's grow would make me happy and even Priscilla would it too. I want to have you by my side, please. » She answered that she would consider it. I hoped that she comes back here to Memphis and two days later I saw her at the gates of Graceland. I opened and I warmly hugged her. I missed her so much and, at home, I showed her little Lisa. Her eyes widened for the joy for that little angel while she holds in her arms. She promised me that she would never leave me.

And so it goes.