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At 1228 a.m. on August 16, 1977,

a man from Indiana snapped a photo of Elvis Presley with a Kodak

instomatic camera. That picture shows Elvis at the front gate of Graceland, heading back home

after a late-night dentist appointment. He's driving a black luxury car, a Stutz Blackhawk

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Elvis's right hand is on the steering wheel, and he's holding up his left as though he's giving a casual wave.

He's wearing dark sunglasses, and it looks like he might be smiling, but it's hard to tell.

As far as anyone knows, it's the last image ever taken of Elvis Presley alive.

Elvis Presley, the king of rock and roll, his dad at the age of 42.

He sold millions of records, more than anyone in the music industry, except the Beatles.

What we're left with is a life that was the stuff of fables.

I think he'll be the greatest thing ever remembered that came out of America.

On the afternoon of August 16th, Ian Calder convened an emergency meeting at his office in Lantana, Florida.

We wouldn't have dreamed if he was still alive running a major front-page story in

August. Calder was the editor of the National Enquirer. It was on him to decide how to cover

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