Week in Insights: With So Much Still to Learn, I’m All Shook Up

The first time I heard an Elvis song was years after his death. My mom had an old vinyl album of holiday songs—one of them was “Blue Christmas.” I immediately became a fan.

As I got older, my mom introduced me to more sides of Elvis. Our local library had VHS tapes of Elvis movies, and before I left for college, I think we watched every one of them. Mom and I agreed: the campier, the better, making his musicals particular favorites.

So, it likely came as no surprise to my mom when, in the summer before law school, I ...