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Paul MacLeod is a perpetually caffeinated Elvis fanatic who's taking care of business 24 hours a day at the home he calls 'Graceland Too'.
Pound on the door at any hour - seriously, it's OK to arrive at four in the morning - and the 67-year-old former auto worker will escort you through his discombobulating, floor-to-ceiling collection of photos, records, figurines, cardboard cutouts, candy wrappers, clocks and other random kitsch featuring the King of Rock 'n' Roll.
"I'd give my life right now if I could bring this guy back," MacLeod says in his auctioneer's staccato, his gray hair slicked back in a '50s style.
MacLeod says he rarely leaves Graceland Too, sleeps only sporadically and is fuelled by 24 cans of cola a day - a claim at least partially verified by the aluminum pull-top tabs he collects in sandwich bags and the stacks of flattened red cardboard boxes on the back porch.
Graceland Too is in Holly Springs, a northern Mississippi town of 8,000. It's a convenient stop for fans on an Elvis pilgrimage, sitting about halfway between Elvis Presley's birthplace in Tupelo, Mississippi, and the King's final home and resting place, the unaffiliated Graceland mansion in Memphis, Tennessee.
Until Graceland Too became a magnet for offbeat tourism, Holly Springs was best known for its traditional - and tastefully kept - white-columned pre-Civil War era homes.
"He's our number one attraction," says Suzann Williams, assistant director of the local tourism bureau. She says that people call daily. Wrote one man from Pensacola, Florida: "This Elvis shrine is as close to Heaven as an Elvis fan can get. This is the ULTIMATE."
