My mother told me of the day that my father left, on a train, to go to Europe to fight the Nazis. He danced with her to that song on the platform of the train station, and she cried. He told her not to worry, he'd be back to marry her and start a family, he told her that he loved her, then he got on that train and went to an uncertain destiny. But, he came back, job done and ready to resume his life with my mother. My dad was a very courageous man, but no more than the men he served with. To this day I can remember the look both of them had in their eyes when they played "Moonlight Serenade". They danced and held each other like there was no tomorrow, because for them, there wasn't. That's way I love that song so.