“Elvis slept here”—that’s what a small, out-of-the-way motel in small, out-of-the-way Kalama, Washington, could claim after September 4, 1962. It happened this way.
Sometime during the morning of Monday, September 3, 1962, a black Chrysler station wagon and a large recreational vehicle headed north out of Los Angeles on Interstate 5. The two-vehicle convoy carried Elvis Presley and nine members of his Memphis Mafia. Their destination was Seattle, Washington, where location filming on Presley’s new movie, “It Happened at the World's Fair,” was scheduled to begin on September 6.
After driving all day Sunday and through that night, Elvis’s caravan passed through Portland, Oregon, in the early hours of Monday, September 4. Crossing the Columbia River into Washington State, the two vehicles continued north on Highway 99. About 35 miles north of Portland, they pulled off the highway and into the parking lot of the new Columbia Inn Motel in the small community of Kalama, Washington.
It’s possible the Presley entourage had a reservation at the out-of-the-way motel, but more likely they simply saw it from the highway and decided to stop for some rest. Elvis took a double suite, rooms 219 and 220, while the guys with him occupied nine other suites.
While Elvis retired to sleep through the day, word began to filter out about his presence in the sleepy little community of Kalama. First a trickle, and then a stream of teenagers from Washington communities up and down the highway began arriving in the Columbia Inn parking lot. Hundreds of teenagers, and some adults, waited patiently for Elvis to emerge from the Inn.
After sleeping for 12 hours, Elvis called the Inn’s restaurant at 6 p.m. to order his “regular” breakfast. It included three eggs, the yoke broken and fried hard; 10 slices of bacon, fried to a crisp; a side order of hash browns; one bowl of dry cereal; one bowl of peaches; and five cups of coffee with cream. Presley’s nine companions ordered items off the dinner menu.
The food bill itself was the largest the motel’s restaurant had ever recorded for any individual or organization. The phone bill was huge, as well, with calls going out to cities around the country, including Hollywood and Memphis. Throw in the charges for the 10 suites, and Tuesday, September 4, 1962, was a day to remember for the Columbia Inn Motel.
After “breakfast,” Elvis stepped out into the parking lot to meet his fans. “I think Presley should be complimented on the fine reception he gave teenagers in Kalama,” Columbia Inn manager Ted Rasmussen told an Oregon Journal reporter. “He treated them beautifully—signed autographs, shook hands and posed for photographs for fully 45 minutes before departing for Seattle.” Soon afterwards, the RV and the black Chrysler station wagon continued north for the final 200-mile drive to Seattle. The Columbia Inn Motel and Kalama would evermore be able to claim that “Elvis slept here.”
• Fast Forward 22 years
It is September again, this time in 1984. Robert Doggett, an English teacher at Lakeside High School in Portland, had spent a few days fly-fishing on the Kalama River. After camping out for a couple of nights, he felt “grungy” and decided to drive into Kalama and find a place where he could rest and clean up. The only motel facing the frontage road was the Columbia Inn. “It’s a nondescript two-story structure, all steel and concrete, an unbroken expanse of 50 identical rooms facing straight out onto the interstate,” Doggett recalled in his article for Seattle Weekly.
As a short white-haired lady took his credit card, Doggett noticed a picture of Elvis Presley on the wall nearby. “There were several more pictures of other people standing around in the dark in the parking lot of the Columbia Inn,” he noted, “pictures that had that stark, film-noir flash bulb look that black and white pictures from 25 or more years ago have.”
“So, what’s all this about?” he asks the white-haired lady.
“Oh, he did stay here once,” she explains. “These pictures are there to prove it. It was in 1962. He was driving up in a caravan to the Seattle World’s Fair. He told them he wanted to stay in some small, out-of-the-way place, and this was it. That’s me standing there in front, waiting. My little girl is right there next to me. She was 13 at the time.”
Looking closely at another photo on the wall, Doggett asks, “Who are those fellows?"
“Oh, they were his bodyguards. Yeah, he had a big RV, but he wanted a room.” Doggett gets a sudden inspiration. Elvis slept here … it’s my big chance. “Say, I know this probably sounds stupid, but … do you think I could have that room?” The lady smiles. “Oh, sure. It would be 219 or 220. They’re a suite. I’ll put you in 220.”
Once in room 220, Doggett had trouble imagining that Elvis had been there. Even with the door closed and the heavy curtains drawn, the trucks on I-5 could be heard roaring by. They probably didn’t bother Elvis, though, since that stretch of freeway had not been completed in 1962. Doggett takes a shower and jumps into bed for a short nap.
After waking later that afternoon, he wonders if he had actually slept in the King’s bed. “Probably not,” he concludes. “With my luck, this was the bed the four bodyguards had slept in. If it had been Elvis’ bed, wouldn’t the mattress have been cut into cubes years ago and shipped to Graceland to be sold in the souvenir shop?”
As he pulls out of the parking lot, Doggett drives past the Columbia Inn Restaurant. He sees a small sign next to the door that reads, “Famous People Who Have Eaten Here.” There are just two names carved on the sign—Elvis Presley and Jack Benny.
• Fast Forward Another 24 Years
It's now 2008. The motel that once put Elvis up for the night is still there in Kalama. Its name has been modified, though. It’s now the Kalama River Inn. I found its phone number on the internet and dialed it up. Rani, one of the new owners, answers. “Yes, Elvis slept here,” she responds to my question. “The pictures are still up. We have a big one in the lobby and five more on the wall behind the counter.”
“Do people ever stop and ask about Elvis staying here?”
“Oh, yes. All the time, especially during the summer.”
“Do they ever ask to stay in the room Elvis slept in?”
“That room is booked every night during the summer,” explains Rani. “If you want to stay in that one, you’d better have a reservation.”
• Fast Forward a Few Months
It’s summer now, and after a few days in Seattle, I’m heading south on I-5 to visit some relatives in Portland. I knew I’d be passing the Kalama River Inn along the way, so I’ve planned a stop there like Elvis did 45 years before. I’m determined not only going to see the Elvis photos on display at the inn, but also to get copies of them. So when I left Spokane I had my laptop computer and a scanner packed in the back of my car.
About 35 miles from Portland, I spot the motel to the side of the freeway. It’s a rather ordinary-looking establishment with just a few cars in the parking lot. The only other structure around is a restaurant bordering the parking lot to the north. Immediately I see Elvis’s image, along with Jack Benny’s, on an outside wall of the restaurant. Above them were the words, “Famous Visitors to the Columbia Inn.”
In the motel office, I spot the photos in question. There are five; Elvis is prominent in four of them. They were all 5” X 7” horizontal color prints in inexpensive wood frames. They’re hanging in a vertical row by the side of a doorway behind the front desk. I’m amazed at how clear and sharp the photos were, considering they were probably taken with a cheap instamatic camera almost 46 years ago.
There’s one of those “press for service” bells on the counter, so I give it a thump. That brings out the owner, Charan Sandhu. I introduce myself and explain I had written a book about Elvis and am now trying to find out as much as I can about Elvis’s 1962 stay at his motel. Mr. Sandhu, who along with his wife had purchased the motel in 2002, can tell me little I didn’t already know. He confirms that occasionally Elvis fans drop by to see the photos. A couple recently came from California.
Then I took a deep breath and asked the big question. “Would you mind if I used my computer to make copies of your photos?” Mr. Sandhu looks at me for a few seconds. I’m sure he’s going to say no. Instead, he asks, “Would you have to take them?” When I assure him the photos will never leave the lobby,” he agrees. I quickly set up my computer and scanner and get to work. Carefully I remove the photos from the frames and scan each one. After putting them back in the frames, I thank Mr. Sandhu.
Stepping outside, I try to imagine the scene in the parking lot the evening of September 4, 1962. The crowd turns it’s eyes upward as Elvis emerges from room 219. Surrounded by a half dozen guys in black jump suits, he descends the steps and merges with the crowd. The image fades. I climb into my car and continue south on the freeway. Another item on my Elvis “bucket list” has been checked off.
It’s a little out-of-the-way, and the motif is not exactly “down at the end of lonely street,” but if you’re an Elvis fanatic who plans to be in Portland, Oregon, you might consider calling Kalama’s Columbia River Inn before you leave home. It could be your best chance to sleep in a room once occupied by the King of Rock ’n’ roll. And if you never saw Elvis in person, this could be the next best thing. You’ll always be able to say, “Elvis slept there, and so did I.” —Alan Hanson | © July 2008
Sources: “Elvis Popular Guest At Kalama” by Arnold Marks, Oregon Journal, Sept. 5, 1962, and “Heartbreak Motel: Elvis slept here—or was it in the next room?” by Robert Doggett, Seattle Weekly, Feb. 1, 1985.
"If you never saw Elvis in person, this could be the next best thing. You’ll always be able to say, 'Elvis slept there, and so did I.'"