Fame, fortune and gluttony can kill
On Monday we remember the life of our dearly departed king.
Our king grew tired and weary, and he could no longer toil on. At some point on Aug. 16, 1977, our king keeled over while he sat on his grand throne.
His girlfriend found him a few hours later, in a most unflattering position. The doctors in Memphis did their best to revive our king, but was it was not to be. Our king was dead.