Story of a Girl

Once upon a time in an enchanted suburb of the mythical city of Chicago there lived a little girl. She dreamed in her Holly Hobby canopy bed cuddling her Mrs. Beasley doll. She dreamed of marrying a king. Not just any king but “the” king Elvis. Against her mother’s wishes she learned all the things she would need to know. She practiced teasing her hair, shopping for Cadillacs and applying metallic blue eye shadow.  Then one day sometime in the 1970’s and she had just come to marrying age (14) the National Enquirer announced the tragic and untimely death of Elvis! The little girl was devastated. She did not know what to do. Then it dawned on her, she withdrew all the money she had put into her special “Face lift at 40” account. She got a big hair do five pounds of diet pills and a one way ticket to the west.  Well this was the beginning of the end. The next thing she knew she was bar-tending in San Francisco and asking gay men from the northeast to do the two step with her.  She didn’t have a dime put away for her face lift! She was doomed.