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In 1973, I was in Vegas with Elvis and I was sitting in Elvis' booth watching the show.  Two men jumped up on the stage on the right side and were coming at Elvis like they were going to attack him. All of the bodyguards jumped up and grabbed those two guys which left the other side of the stage wide open. I looked up and a third guy was coming up the other side of the stage toward Elvis. Well, I am not a bodyguard; I'm just a jeweler, however, I wasn't going to let anyone attack Elvis on the stage, so I jumped up on the stage and threw the guy off the stage. I couldn't believe I did it, but I did and then climbed back down and got back in my seat.

After the show that night, in Elvis' suite, everyone was laughing and joking about how the jeweler became a bodyguard. Elvis was griping at his bodyguards about, "What were y'all going to do, let that guy get me? Lowell had to jump up there and save me." So it was kind of fun.