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When I was eight years old, I used to call up the Oldies station and request The Shirelles’ Soldier Boy almost every Saturday.
I’d sit in my closet with a landline phone, wait patiently for the DJ to start taking requests, and sheepishly ask, “Can you play Soldier Boy?”
They didn’t always play it for …