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  • Johnny Ace first sang "Pledging my Love" back in 1955. I wasn't around yet -- but my parents were. They were dating and already had visions of marriage in their heads. It quickly became "their song."

    Flash forward 55 years or so. They're still married, and "Pledging my Love" --a romantic Doowop ballad -- still belongs to them.

    Recently, a few family members were sitting around having pizza, and Johnny Ace came on the radio. "Ooh, ooh ... our song," said Mom. Dad dropped his slice on his plate and got up, extending his arms out to Mom.

    There, in my sisters kitchen in San Francisco, it was suddenly 1955 again, and they were 17.
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