Saturday Soundtrack: Tears on Pacheco Pass

When we heard the news that Elvis was dead my Mother, my Aunt Caroline, and I were driving through the Pacheco Pass on our way from my grandmother's house in the San Juaquin Valley to where we lived in Silicon Valley (but I don't think it was called Silicon Valley then.) My aunt Caroline began to cry. I barely knew who Elvis was so I didn't understand why my Aunt was crying. But the first song the radio DJ played after annoucing Elvis' death was this one.
Then I cried, too.