No one ever really questions the beauty of Elvis Presley. It was not limited to a strong jaw or blue green eyes that seemed to carry a quiet flame. His beauty lived in his presence. There was a softness in the way he stood, a shy warmth that felt almost fragile, and yet a glow that could still a room without effort. Long before the world crowned him King, people in Tupelo remembered a polite boy with gentle features and a voice that spoke kindly. Even then, there was something about him that lingered, something felt rather than explained.
No one ever really questions the beauty of Elvis Presley. It was not limited to a strong jaw or blue green eyes that seemed to carry a quiet flame. His…