Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1959)

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ELVIS kissed me T^lvis Presley — that’s all we had been talking about for weeks at the electric store where I work as a typist. Not only was Elvis in my country, but he was in Bad Homburg, a few miles from my hometown Frankfurt. I wasn’t as crazy about Elvis as my girl friends were. I liked him fairly much. In fact, I had six of his records, but he was not my favorite singer. I much preferred Frank Sinatra better. I became more enthusiastic about Elvis after I saw his movie, “Love Me Tender.” His voice was sweet, and his is a shy boyish smile, and he was so sincere. One day I was coming home from work to our apartment in Frankfurt, where I live with my mother, my two brothers, Rolf and Pieter, and my grandparents. I met Bruno Waske in the hallway. Bruno is a photographer for a German weekly picture magazine, and he lives on the fourth ( Continued ) by MARGRIT BUERGIN age 17, Frankfurt, Germany (as told to Jean Lewis) 54