Biloxi, Mississippi, 1955. When a friend of seventeen-year-old June Juanico invited her along to a concert by an up-and-coming young singer, she hesitated, but finally went. The singer, of course, was Elvis. When his eye caught June's, they both got all shook up. Soon began the most significant of his early relationships -- a summer idyll of romance and playful fun that was to be the last innocent step on the path to self-destruction. Clear-eyed but tender, June gives us the Elvis on the verge of stardom, the country kid with polite manners, a voice that melted hearts, and more sex appeal than anyone could handle. She describes her closeness to Elvis's mother, Gladys, who had hoped June and Elvis would marry, and her rivalry with Colonel Parker, Elvis' handler, who thought marriage would end Elvis' career. And then there were the screaming fans doing anything they could to get a piece of the King. In the end, the self-possessed June began to understand that by belonging to everyone, Elvis could belong to no one; she made up her mind to move on and not look back. Not until now. Featuring many previously unpublished photographs, this fresh and completely disarming memoir gives us an American icon as few would know him, in a time and place bathed in the light of remembered love.
