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Ok, I'm going to wade into this topic about "Wana Jude Hill", read what's below and believe what you want to believe. But, before we start - I don't buy a word out of that nutcases mouth.
Wanda has no actual 'proof' that she has ever even met Elvis Presley. The pictures of a signed scarf notabaly lack the accompanying concert pictures and the signature looks nothing like Elvis's. Her other autograph from her 'dear friend' is a napkin. Yes......Elvis had this super dooper secret friend that none of his friends or family can remember and he used to sign napkins for her!
Her handwriting analyasis of the letter that Elvis sent her - well the letter is not available to view, and Karl C. Huntz the garphologist doesesn't seem to exist nor does Professional Sound Masters Inc who correctly identified Elvis's voice on a tape he did an interview for, for some college student who was friends with Wanda in late 76, early 77.
Her letter from Vernon - yeah, look at the printed note paper, Tennasse! Yes, Tennassee! No 'e'!
The letter Elvis wrote her from a plane, during turbulence, while flying over Boston; "they never had let me play here before" Elvis wrote.....Wanda says she recieved that in 6/74'...........................is it just me or wasn't Elvis in Boston in 71?
On her forum which is part of her site about her fictional Elvis; she shares this about Elvis's thoughts regarding GHOSTS at Graceland!!
"He only mentioned seeing his mother on the stairs, in his room standing by his bed, felt her touch him, in the kitchen at the stove one year, and in the back yard. She always smiled at him. He saw his Uncle once he thought-his Aunt Delta's husband? I'm not sure but it couldn't have been Travis. He also thought there were people, he thought maybe indians buried in the grounds of Graceland, that he "saw painted horses with riders, fighting and falling to the ground out there-in a rain and windy night-he "heard it" then looked out, then went down and out side and "saw and heard it" like he said, a movie running on a big screen but it was blurry by the rain fall. He went out looking for hoof prints, fully expected to find some it was so "real" but there was nothing and he said he "felt their spritis" and they were there, he just knew it and he wouldn't do any digging in that area -when he put in the exercise room and court he put it close because he didn't want to dig "out there"-he might distrub their resting place-he said it was "hollowed gound or something". He didn't want to stir up any "hard feelings". He said he told his dad who said he never liked to walk around out there in the dark of night, there were "things" out there. That's all he said about it. I don't know if any battles were fought in that part of the land or not but if so it would have been indians and whitemen he was referring to, not civil war"
Then....
A poster said that Lisa Marie won't stay at Graceland..... Wanda's response...
"Let's all send her good vibes and wishes that she will get over all that and be able to enjoy feeling her daddy and his momma. They probably want to share things with her and she just isn't ready for it yet. Let's send her the strength and acceptance so she can. wjh"
Here is a letter she posted on her forum....that she had recieved from a girl who knew Elvis....
LETTER FROM EXSHOWGIRL (Mary Lyn) who dated Elvis and went home with him in the late 50's before Army days.
[His mother was very blunt; she turned her back every time I came around her when Elvis wasn't present. When he was, she was all smiles, doing for him, serving him what ever he might want to eat or drink. She made pork chops, gravy and heaps of potatoes and kept his plate filled, she cut up his pork chops leaving the bones because he said he wanted to clean them and did, pretending to growl and snarl like a dog. She laughed at his antics and he loved it. They were quite a pair.
She asked him where I was going to sleep and he kind of grinned and said, with me Baby, if you don't mind. She did mind, so he said she can sleep in your room, if she wants to. He came over and gave me a big kiss in front of his mother. She went upstairs and things were being thrown around it sounded like, but she fixed her room for me she said from the top of the stairs. Elvis nodded and kept plunking on the guitar that was missing a string. He put on some records and we danced in the living room; I didn't see her go to the kitchen but I smelled food cooking. I think she cooked constantly when he was home, all of it very fattening foods, things he should not have been eating because he was making a movie and they told him to lose 8 pounds. I think he gained 8! He said it would go fast once he got to working as he wouldn't eat.
We went to bed late and I went in her room because she told him it was ready; he said wait a little bit then come to me and that's what I had planned. I thought she was in their bedroom, the door was shut but she was coming up the stairs when I peeked out so I waited longer and then he came in to me and we slept in her bed. He wanted to, you know, but I couldn't do that in her bed! He wasn't very happy about that but what if she had come in! It was too much for me.
The next morning he went somewhere and told me he would be back soon, he was going to get me something but it was afternoon late when he returned. He said he got stuck at the studio again and lost track of the time; he did lose track of time so I forgave him. She didn't speak to me the whole time he was gone; I stayed outside to get away from her and felt like she hated me.
She was very jealous of her son. His father was just the opposite, he was friendly and offered to take me sightseeing and asked if I needed anything. He even appologized for Elvis being gone so long, saying that boy just forgets himself sometimes, just his nature when he's playing music.
Elvis was supposed to be home two weeks and wanted me to stay with him and I did try, but when he wasn't there his mother made it clear she didn't want me around her son. She was friendly when he was there, but ignored me as much as she could; he didn't seem to notice. I had enough and told him I had to leave to get ready for my auditions; he was upset, took me upstairs to his room and tried to get me to stay. I said I had to go and packed my things. He went downstairs but didn't offer to drive me to the station; his cousin did and I tried not to cry but it was a lost cause, I was so in love with Elvis. I never heard from him again.
Three years later he was home from the Army; we ran into each other at Paramount Studios. He stopped dead in his tracks. I asked how he'd been, he said fine, then shaking his head he said, "Lord, you filled out!" I said thank you, walked around him and said nice seeing you again and kept walking. He stood there looking after me and I waved as I got on the elevator; he had this dumbfounded expression on his face. I don't think he ever realized how possesive his mother had been of him.
My friend Natalie (she speaks of Natalie Wood) said she got the same treatment and she left early too.
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Natalie Wood's friend, who was dated Elvis - confides in a woman who no one but herself remebers her being anywhere near Elvis, about her time with Elvis!
I'm sorry - for those of you who believe her, even though there is no proof - and she ahs interviews done with Elvis as well, but shes not going to release them, anyways....any of you who believe her, send me a private message.......i'm writing a book about my time with Elvis in the army in Germany and will be glad to share my memories with you. Maybe Wanda could come to the book signing!
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no new book will ever change that he was human like u and me -0pssssssssssssssssss you dont like that word *human*
