Just the other day, I was interviewed for a story, and sure enough, the interviewer brought up my night with Elvis in Paris and couldn't believe I had been in that close a relationship with him. People don't want to hear about President de Gaulle, President Kennedy or Frank Sinatra. They weren't that important, compared with him. A picture was taken of the two of us, but I can't find it. People just have to take my word for it. This is how it all happened. Elvis, in his Army uniform and on leave from Germany was staying at the Hotel Prince de Galles, so the moment I got the tip I went there to interview him and at one point I said, "What are you doing tonight?" He said, "Nothing, sir."I said, "Come out with me and I'll show you Paris." He said: "That would be very nice, sir. No one has offered to take me out in Paris." "That's because they don't know you're here. We'll just go out, the two of us, so we won't be bothered by a lot of fans." I came home for dinner and told my wife, "I'm going out with Elvis Presley tonight." She didn't believe it. I said: He's in Paris all alone and I'd be doing our country a service by showing him around." My wife didn't like the idea of the two of us going out on the town. She said, "I'd like to come along." I told her, "I promised Elvis it would only be the two of us." She said, "Why didn't you bring him here for dinner?" I said, "That wouldn't be Paris." I recall now her saying to my children, "Do you know who Daddy's going out with tonight?" They asked, "Who?" My wife said, "I can't tell you, but you have his records in your room." I picked Elvis up at his hotel and told him the Lido had the best show in town and I could get him the best table. After the show, we went backstage and that's when all the fun began. Everyone who has interviewed me wants a complete description of how he performed that night. I have been living off Elvis Presley ever since. To this day, when people ask me what was my greatest night in Paris, I tell them it was at the Lido with him. If only I could find that damn photo...

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This is a placeholder explanation generated by the low-overhead model. It interprets "Just the other day, I was interviewed for a story, and sure enough, the interviewer brought up my night with Elvis in Paris and couldn't believe I had been in that close a relationship with him. People don't want to hear about President de Gaulle, President Kennedy or Frank Sinatra. They weren't that important, compared with him. A picture was taken of the two of us, but I can't find it. People just have to take my word for it. This is how it all happened. Elvis, in his Army uniform and on leave from Germany was staying at the Hotel Prince de Galles, so the moment I got the tip I went there to interview him and at one point I said, "What are you doing tonight?" He said, "Nothing, sir."I said, "Come out with me and I'll show you Paris." He said: "That would be very nice, sir. No one has offered to take me out in Paris." "That's because they don't know you're here. We'll just go out, the two of us, so we won't be bothered by a lot of fans." I came home for dinner and told my wife, "I'm going out with Elvis Presley tonight." She didn't believe it. I said: He's in Paris all alone and I'd be doing our country a service by showing him around." My wife didn't like the idea of the two of us going out on the town. She said, "I'd like to come along." I told her, "I promised Elvis it would only be the two of us." She said, "Why didn't you bring him here for dinner?" I said, "That wouldn't be Paris." I recall now her saying to my children, "Do you know who Daddy's going out with tonight?" They asked, "Who?" My wife said, "I can't tell you, but you have his records in your room." I picked Elvis up at his hotel and told him the Lido had the best show in town and I could get him the best table. After the show, we went backstage and that's when all the fun began. Everyone who has interviewed me wants a complete description of how he performed that night. I have been living off Elvis Presley ever since. To this day, when people ask me what was my greatest night in Paris, I tell them it was at the Lido with him. If only I could find that damn photo..." in the context of "Art Buchwald, Pulitzer Prize winner journalist, humorist and commentator recalling his time spent with Elvis in Paris in June of 1959 in an article entitled The King and I, and published by the Paris based newspaper he worked for many years as a columnist, the International Herald Tribune, in 2006." to mean that wisdom is timeless.