I saw it on tv. But I always loved him; probably because the adults warned us so much that he was wild and his movements incited bad thoughts...

My son did impersonation of him for many years. Lots of fun going to his 'concerts' and watching him be escorted in with uniformed policefolk. Handing out scarves to the swaying herd of Elvis fans that pretended he was the real one. One of his fans, Alta Rutter, was from Arkansas. She bought him a complete costume complete with sparkles and gems. And a small version for Billy...they looked so cute. Bill can still sing, but he writes books now.