In '87 - four years after 'Sports' was released - my family and I began vacationing in Montana. I soon bought my first piece of land in Ravalli County, in the western part of the state.

In the '80s, the way radio was programmed, if you didn't have a hit record you weren't going to be able to make any more records. That was it, period.

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher. Step by step, rung by rung, climbing Jacob's ladder.

I'm a tired runner in the human race.

Now the old boy may be barely breathing, but the heart of rock and roll is still beating.

A lot has been written and said about why he was so great, but I think the best way to appreciate his greatness is just to go back and play some of the old records. Time has a way of being very unkind to old records, but Elvis' keep getting better and better.

I am deluded enough to think I can bring something to the table.