what a sweet story, those lucky girls!!
Remembering when Elvis filmed Upvalley
By MARSHA DORGAN / Register Staff Writer
Friday, October 19, 2007
Elvis may have left the building long ago, but he is still very much in the memories of Napa women who dropped everything to see him when he came to Napa Valley to makes one of his movies.
Although the moment of magic when they met the King was four decades ago, Nona Alessio and Judith Towey say it remains one of the highlights of their lives.
Both women, who were teenagers at the time, met Elvis in 1961 when he, Tuesday Weld and others were filming “Wild in the Country” in St. Helena. Towey and Alessio were the sort of star-struck teens who would have swum an ocean, walked a desert or climbed a mountain for a face-to-face encounter with their idol.
Judith Towey met Elvis Presley when she was 17 and he was filming “Wild in the Country” in St. Helena (submitted photo)
Towey not only got to meet the King, but came away with her cheek still tingling from the kiss Elvis planted on it.
“I’ll never forget it. I got my picture taken with Elvis and he kissed me. I could have died a happy girl,” she said.
Alessio paid her dues to meet the man who was famous for his mellow voice, tantalizing smile and swiveling hips.
She still remembers that day in 1961 when she and about six or seven girlfriends from Vallejo High School cut class and stood in the rain from 6 a.m. to 5 p.m. to get the singer’s autograph.
“I’ll never forget meeting Elvis. It’s right up with what I imagine it would be like going through the Pearly Gates,” Alessio said. “I begged and begged my mother to let me cut school that day so we could drive to St. Helena. She gave in. She understood. After all, she knew it was Elvis.”
The news that Elvis was in the area had spread like wildfire. When the girls got to the set at what is now the Ink House Bed and Breakfast on Highway 29, south of St. Helena, they soon found Elvis’ whereabouts was no secret.
“The line was at least a mile long, with people waiting to get a look at Elvis and get his autograph,” said Alessio, who is now the classified advertising manager for the Register. “We had signs saying we were from Vallejo. So, we took our place in line and just like everyone else we stood and waited and waited and waited.”
Between takes, Elvis would come out and meet the people in line and sign autographs, Alessio said. “But the line was moving very, very slow.”
Despite their loyalty and perseverance, time ran out for the Vallejo fans.
“It was 5 p.m., and one of the crew members came out and said that Elvis would not be signing any more autographs. It was all over. Many of the people in line became angry and rude and starting shouting and yelling. We just took our signs and started to leave quietly, when we heard someone holler, ‘Hey Vallejo, he will see you,’” Alessio said.
The teens stood single file waiting their turn to have a dream come true.
“He was sitting at picnic table eating a sandwich that you get out of a vending machine — you know those triangle-shaped packaged sandwiches — along with a carton of milk,” Alessio said. “I don’t remember what he was saying to us, but I will never forget how polite he was.”
All of the Vallejo teens, except Alessio’s friend Rebecca, were clutching papers for Elvis to sign.
“Rebecca was two people in front of me. When she got up there, Elvis asked her if she had a paper for him to autograph. She said, ‘No, I want you to kiss me.’ And he did, right on the lips. I wanted to do that so bad, but when it was my turn I was speechless, and I’m not usually a quiet person,” Alessio said. “He took my paper and put it on my back to sign his name. And his thumb was touching my neck. That’s right, Elvis’ thumb touched my neck. That is my two-minute claim to fame. It might not be much, but is all mine.”
Towey cut afternoon classes from Napa High School that same day in 1961 to meet the man who made young teens swoon with his charisma and Southern charm. Towey also had to convince her mother to let her skip school.
“It didn’t take much convincing. My mom drove me and my girlfriend to St. Helena to see Elvis,” Towey said.
“We were just taking a chance we could maybe just see him. We didn’t expect to actually meet him.”
But fate swiveled in Towey’s direction.
“We pulled into the parking lot of the Ink House, which at that time was a private home, and saw Elvis playing around with some other guys. They were wrestling on the lawn,” Towey said. “We started walking over to where he was, and he jumped up and came to meet us. He just walked over and said ‘Hi’ just like he knew us. He was so nice, such a gentleman. He started talking to my mom. We told him we had cut school to see him. He got a real kick out of that.”
Towey admits she was somewhat in shock. “I just couldn’t believe Elvis Presley was standing there talking to my mom and us — just like an ordinary person. He had such good manners. He was truly a Southern gentleman.”
Towey also had the chance to gloat a little. “While we were standing there with Elvis, a school bus pulled in to drop kids off, and the kids saw us. They were all staring out the window at me, my friend, my mom and Elvis,” she said. “I think I got a little embarrassed.”
Towey’s big moment was still to come. “He asked my mom if she wanted a picture of he and me. She couldn’t get her camera out quick enough. Elvis put his arm around me. My mom snapped the picture and then he gave me a kiss on the cheek. It might not have been the most romantic kiss I have had in my life, but it is one I will never forget for as long as I live. How could I? It was Elvis.”
Judith Towey today. Lianne Milton / Register
source: napa valley register
i don't suffer from insanity - i enjoy every minute of it
indeed a sweet story
The girl looks so excited on the pic
Thanks Ellie for sharing it
Very sweet story, thank you for posting.
Thanks for posting.
That type of story is in sharp contrast to many stars of today IMO.
Some will not give autographs, some hate to be bothered anywhere at any time. Many feel their obligation is only to make the movies or record the music whatever they are known for. (for multi million dollar salaries)
My brother has opened for several pretty big country artists in a town referred to as "Little Nashville" and his stories tell a pretty sad account of how these stars are interacting with people outside their own group. A few have been really nice and go the extra mile to please fans but not the majority of them-who give off the "you're bothering me" vibe.
A fascinating story that proves Elvis love for his fans. He is really one of a kind and there will never be a duplicate forever. Thanks for sharing.