Caught in a Trap I visited Elvis’ Memphis home Graceland in the Summer of 1995.  On that trip I was driving from Florida up to Tennessee for some natural wonders sightseeing and more importantly… the completely unnatural hot mess that Elvis lived in.  I say that lovingly.  I was so blown away my the house and the whole industry that surrounded Elvis Presley Enterprises in the immediate area. I’m not sure it exists elsewhere.  I even visited again with my wife about 5 years ago.  I’ll take my kids when they are old enough to appreciate schlock and kitsch and Elvis in general.  Maybe the will find a trove of…