March 26 is truly a special day. Not only is it Diana Ross' birthday, but someone else's dear to my heart: Teddy Pendergrass. He was my first love. I first saw Teddy P in Dallas with my parents at a concert that I begged them to take me to. Yes, I was five-years-old at the time, but there was something about that voice, that bushman beard, and all that chocolatey skin that was often in light-colored tank tops that highlighted the glow that came from within this man. Despite his personal troubles and the rumors surrounding the accident that left him wheelchair-bound, Teddy always had that voice. The kind of voice that makes you call a singer by their first name: Luther, Gerald, Marvin all had that same gift. On this day, let us reminisce in the splendor of Teddy Pendergrass. Here's to you, TP, on your 58th birthday.