Elvis Presley Biography fan`s survey results:

AL COLLINS
From: Canada

1. How and when did you first hear about Elvis Presley?
: early 1970,s

2. What was it that got you hooked on Elvis?
: somehow i think we are related

3. If Elvis were alive, what would you like to say to him or ask him?
"My Message to Elvis": elvis i am so glad you made this world a better place and can i have your blue suede shoes

4. WHICH is your favourite Elvis Presley song or movie? And why is it your favourite?
: in the gehtto why?? way i grew up

5. Which is your favourite SUIT that Elvis wore on stage?
: nothing in particular

6. Who do you think Elvis loved most in his life, his greatest love?
: his mother of course

7. Where were you and what were you doing when you heard that Elvis had died?
: watching news broadcast shearwater nova scotia

8. Why do you think Elvis still attracts new fans every year, even long after his death?
: he loved music and learned well not like this overnite b.s.

Have you been to Graceland?...If so, would you like to share your experience or feelings on this site?
: never been but would luv to go it is a dream some day to go

Elvis was a trend leader and constantly "transformed" himself in his career, like Madonna & music stars are famous for doing nowdays. Which are your favourite "Elvis eras" in his career?
: Soulful ballads & gospel singer of the '70's

Do you have a personal Letter to Elvis or Poem about or for Elvis that you would like to share on this site?

This may be included in our next book "Messages to Elvis". Add it here
:: from here a young eagle left its nest,two fresh wings put to the test.to float upon the wind so high,,ever ever into the sky,from so high up what would he see? the earth the trees you and me? the eagle has such a watchful eye, the strength and heart and will to fly.so fly on with your mighty wings, we,ll listen to the wind when it sings....elvis is gone but.. didn,t die.. he went to live where eagles fly ....my own poem albert collins

Would you like to tell us a little bit more about yourself to share on your own Elvis Presley Fan page?
: have alway,s liked mr presley,s music, and the way he sang, music was alway,s a big part of his life,and most of the world loved him for it, it is my understanding that he was a very generous person and gave what he could back to society,for the gift god gave him.it is too bad really that some individuals ,and other groups, took advantage of his genrousity i only wish that i could be half the man that he was or is,,long live the king let him have peace ,, whatever or how he precieved it.

Do you collect Elvis music or memorabilia?
: Books

How would you rate our Elvis Presley Biography site?
: Very Good

Do you have any suggestions on how we can improve this site for Elvis's fans?
: you cannot improve on perfection do as elvis did go with the flow.the good stuff will alway,s follow,

Hello AL

Thank you for comments on our survey. Elvis was an amazing man, he had the power to reach your soul with his music and for the person he was. Every word he sang came from his heart, just as the emotion he felt when performing. His music is timeless! Elvis was perfect in everyway. His nature was very generous, warm and friendly. He is unique, and no other will ever wear his crown. Albert, I love your poem, thank you for sharing your work with us! I also love `In The Ghetto,` wonderful lyrics. I hope you have the chance to visit Graceland Albert, many fans have said it`s a treasured and valued experience. I also hope to visit the home of our `King Of Rock N Roll` someday.

Albert, below are the lyrics to your favorite song, Enjoy!

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
it's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
are we too blind to see,
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way

Well the world turns
and a hungry little boy with a runny nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
and he learns how to fight
In the ghetto

Then one night in desperation
a young man breaks away
He buys a gun, steals a car,
tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
on a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
another little baby child is born
In the ghetto