A three-bedroom house, a family of nine, and a record console blaring Elvis Presley’s “I’m all Shook Up.” It wasn’t often that the wooden house I grew up in would be rocking, but when my sister Francis would start playing Elvis’s record, each family member would stop in the middle of their chores and do our best to replicate the dance style of the King of Rock & Roll.
If you were to ask me what song title I think most depicts my feelings in the last...
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