DALLAS GIRL STOLE AN ELVIS KISS
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Margaret Ann Hollis was 5 years old when she kissed the King.
She was wearing patent leather shoes and a crisp white dress
covering layers of petticoats. Silk flowers adorned her tightly
curled hair, done just for the chance to see Elvis as he passed
through Dallas in 1960.

On the back of a train car, Presley took her into his arms, and
she planted a kiss on his cheek.

A Dallas Morning News photographer captured the moment —
and then it was all but forgotten.

Presley had just ended a two-year stint in the Army when he
took the two-day train trip from Memphis, Tenn., to Los Angeles
to film GI Blues. In Dallas, Elvis made a 20-minute stop at Union
Station.

After several unsuccessful recent calls to track down Margaret
Hollis, it took an old-fashioned letter to reach her - and she was
hesitant to respond at first.

Most people would find a way to bring kissing Presley into any
conversation, but it’s an experience Hollis — who goes by
Margie — has told few about.
"It was just a personal thing for me," says Hollis, 58, who has since divorced and is engaged. "I guess that’s how special it was. It’s not something you go
around bragging about."

On the big day, Hollis’ mother knew Margie would want a chance to see Presley. She was always singing along to his records.
Hollis remembers getting up at 4 a.m. to get ready. Her mother spent hours curling her hair and dressing her up in a new outfit in their Far East Dallas home.

Mother and daughter made their way to Union Station early that Tuesday morning. They stayed toward the back of the group of 30 screaming fans — Margie
perched on her 5-foot-tall mother’s shoulders waiting to catch sight of Presley.
Blinking and rubbing his eyes, Elvis made his way to the back of the train car to greet the fans who loudly cheered for him.

"They just kept screaming," Hollis says of the crowd of teenage girls. "That never stopped."
As Presley started signing autograph books, some girls tried to snatch his watch and rings. He stepped back.
"Be keerful there …the other day in Nashville a girl almost pulled off the back of the train like this," Elvis said but when Presley leaned back, he spotted Margie
"Hand her here. Hand her here," Elvis he shouted across the crowd.
Presley’s manager, Colonel Tom Parker, helped clear a path as Howard carried her daughter to the
front. Presley hoisted Margie over the railing.

"He said, ‘Hi. Give me a kiss,’" Hollis remembers. Howard was surprised to see her daughter go so
willingly into Presley’s arms, because she didn’t ever go to strangers."Boy, she grabbed him," Howard
says. "It was great. It was absolutely great."

Presley showed Margie inside the train car after joking with her mother that he was taking her to
California with him.

"He didn’t set me down," Hollis recalls. "He carried me the whole time."
Once back in her mother’s arms, Margie exclaimed, "Oh, Mom, he smelled so good."
She still remembers his smell, though she can’t describe it other than to say it was a little sweet.
Howard couldn’t help falling in love with Presley, too.

"He was handsome, but there was something about him. I cannot explain it. It was his eyes," she says.
"When he looked at you, you knew you were being looked at."
Hollis says she left Union Station a bigger fan than before.

"Time stopped. He was just so nice. I kissed him, and he kissed me," she says. "I did not wash my face
for a long period of time." (Source;Brian Quinn}