06-21-2006, 05:51 PM
One of the more poignant images I recall from the movie came from Elvis looking over the mementos of his deceased roommate. One was a photograph of a young soldier in Paris with a girl on each arm. It was a piece of time, a piece of memory, and as this world spins around the sun and people live out their lives, that particular imageâthat momentâcould very well have been taken yesterday. Sure, the photo taken yesterday would have been of a different man with different girls (and may not even be in Paris), but the moment would have been the same.
Sixty years from now, someone will pull that moment out from the top drawer in a rest home dresser and throw it into the trash.
We can't avoid it. Even the youthful cannot, because youth fades. You can escape, as Elvis did, but escape implies having been inevitably caught in the first place.
It will come. What you do with it defines you.
Sixty years from now, someone will pull that moment out from the top drawer in a rest home dresser and throw it into the trash.
We can't avoid it. Even the youthful cannot, because youth fades. You can escape, as Elvis did, but escape implies having been inevitably caught in the first place.
It will come. What you do with it defines you.
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