The bluest skies . . . are in Seattle.

But today, I feel the genuine warmth, the affection, and although I may joke about it, I am touched.

That I can't relate to today's music or morals doesn't make either necessarily bad. Just different. I leave the judgements to others.

I had 13 weeks off and I would pack up the family and drive to some mountain retreat where we could be together and fish all day. I loved it. I needed it.

We also own a little boat and I'm like a kid with it. I take off early in the morning, fishing rod in tow, and just drift about the ocean all day.

In many ways, that affection is the real reward for 56 years in the business. Although the money ain't exactly bad either.

People have always thought that I wasn't ambitious. They judged by appearances and were fooled. I was competitive. I wanted success and was willing to work for it.