From playing cards, books, records, tapes, heart-shaped boxes of candy and dolls; the collection contains more than 1,900 pieces.
It's all in mint condition.
"I've got CDs that have never been opened," she said. "I've got LPs, I've got boxed sets that have never been opened. Some of this stuff won't be made again."
"I am looking for someone who wants to buy the entire collection. I would like for the right person at the right price, who loved Elvis and who would love this, to get in touch with me and let me know that they would like to have it and keep it all together."
If you are interested in speaking about the collection, please email me at: margehigley@msn.com
In March 1963, I became friends with Elvis’ first cousin Harold Loyd, who worked as a Graceland gatekeeper. My young daughter and I drove over from Missouri to try and meet Elvis who unfortunately, was away in California working on a film. Instead we saw “Jailhouse Rock” at the local drive-in and came back to Graceland where Harold let me pull the car inside the gate for the night so we could sleep and return home the next day. I hit it off with Harold because I said, “I love Elvis.” These people were just pure southern hospitality, it wasn’t unusual for us to become friends.
In December 1964, I drove over from Salt Lake in my white convertible to visit Harold and his wife Marcelle in Memphis. On January 7, 1965 Harold and his son David took me to the theater where Elvis had rented to watch movies. Elvis walked up the aisle and looked at us and wondered who I was, because I didn’t look like Harold’s wife. Harold warned me ahead of time, “Don’t stare at him, he hates when girls accidentally spill drinks on their dress because they stare.” Jokingly Harold nudged me and said, “Go say hi to Elvis, he’s going to the bathroom.” There were four body guards with him, so I just stayed in my seat.
The next evening (January 8, 1965), Marcelle asked me if I wanted to go up to the house and wish Elvis happy birthday. A group of fans waited anxiously at Graceland’s gates with a huge birthday cake. Elvis was only inviting family members up that evening so we offered to take the cake up to Elvis for them. Celebrating with family members inside (in the room that is now known as the jungle room, but was then tv room) Elvis greeted us. We set the cake on a table at the back of the couch. Elvis asked Marcelle why she hadn’t been up for a visit, and she said it was because of family activities. She then introduced me saying in a thick Southern drawl, “This is Marge, her husbands in Korea.”
I was the only one there who wasn’t a family member. I got to meet his aunts and uncles, his step-mother Dee and I just got to sit around and listen to everyone do the family talk. I remember his blue eyes. He had such a great sense of humor, his laugh was so bubbly. After talking with us, he returned to watching the Johnny Carson show before going up to bed with Priscilla around 11:30. I didn’t say much the whole evening until Elvis’ grandmother, Minnie May Presley, came over and offered to give me a tour of the pool room downstairs and upstairs that included the music room (white baby Grand piano, dining room, and the front room). She also showed me her bedroom (just off the tv room) with all of Elvis’ baby pictures.
