But perhaps the most legendary Shabbos goy of all—if only because of his later interest in Kabbalah—was a young Elvis Presley, who used to help Rabbi Alfred Fruchter’s family when they lived down the hall in the same Memphis apartment building. I asked Chaim Fruchter, Rabbi Alfred’s son, if he remembered any tidbits from Elvis’s visits. He thought it over for a few days but couldn’t recall much. “I would imagine that most Shabbos goy stories aren’t that interesting,” he said. “‘Hey, we forgot to turn on a light, could you come over?’ Maybe he serenaded us when he did it.
