I was in the Airforce, stationed in the U.K. Had spent the two prior days on ground alert, flew an eight hour Silk Purse mission that day. Get home, walk in the door to find my wife all teary-eyed. I'm thinking either she had a rough time while I was gone with our 18 month old daughter or she got a call from home delivering bad news. I ask her what's wrong, she says Elvis died. I'm roling on the floor laughing my a$$ of asking her if she's frekin serious.
I still remind her and everyone else about that day... 🤣
