I cannot believe that it has been 40 years today since the death of the King of Rock n' Roll, Elvis Presley. I was a thirteen year old kid living in a town in northern Bavaria at that time. My friends and I were on our summer vacation. We had just finished 6th grade and were looking forwards to going to junior high school after summer. I always listened to our local American radio station, AFN Wurzburg. I was just getting into music and AFN had some good radio broadcasts. One day, that summer, they announced that the King had died. AFN then proceeded to play his entire playlist that day and the next. I recall that my parents were saddened by the news and the entire base was subdued. A musical legend had died. Thru Presley, as I grew older, I began to appreciate the musical heritage that formed the foundations of his music, going back to the country music of his youth and even further back. I'm sure that some of us here may wish to remember the King today.