Dad wasn't a one-hit wonder, but he never had another moment like that.

We have improved. Somebody who watched us three weeks ago and watched us now would wonder who we were. We're still having trouble scoring, but we're doing a lot of things better.

I was a chunky little kid, and when they sat me in that wagon, it tipped backward and I banged my head on the (concrete) floor. I was howling pretty good, but Dad went outside and cried his eyes out.

It really starts with the day Elvis Presley went to Sun Studios to record a song for his mother. Sam Phillips didn't like his singing, but a secretary did and kept his phone number. Sam Phillips said one day he needed a white kid who could sing black, and she had Elvis' number in her drawer.

So many things had to be in place and had to happen for this song to do what it did. It boggles the mind.

Most times, he didn't need to mow his yard that much. He just liked being out there, having people wave at him, or come up to talk.