I met Orlando one sweltering fall day in New York City in the 80’s. He shuffled into the diner where I worked the lunch and dinner shift, and took a seat in front of an open floor-to-ceiling window. He folded his lanky form into the chair and clasped his slender hands together, resting his chin… Read More


This is a milestone week for me. Twenty nine years ago, I tried to end a serious cocaine addiction by overdosing on Valium. To be honest, it wasn’t the cocaine that prompted the OD. A short time before downing a nearly full bottle of Valium, I was at an after-hours club in Greenwich Village, listening… Read More


I’m 53 years old and today, I feel every second of those 53 years. Physically, at least. Emotionally, I feel as though I never left my 20’s. Without a doubt, that was the best decade of my life; warts, foibles, and everything else. That unforgettable decade began in the summer of 1983, when I was… Read More


I’ve been feeling so melancholy lately. I don’t know whether it’s PMS, hormones,  or the weather. TV shows make me cry. Songs make me cry. Books make me cry. I feel as though there’s a big, gaping hole in my heart, and nothing can fill it. What’s wrong with me?… Read More


I can only remember one instance in which I fell for an April Fool’s joke. I was recalling it for a friend and thought I’d share it here as well. It happened many moons ago, when I worked at CBS Records. I had gone out to lunch and when I returned, I found a message… Read More


The building housing our new station also houses Real Networks, one of the original music streaming services. They supply the music for the building’s elevators and restrooms, as well as building’s lobby cafe. For the past two weeks, the stream has featured songs from the early to mid 1980s – mostly pop, some rock. Many… Read More


This morning, I saw a pin on my Pinterest timeline that read, “All it takes is one song to bring back 1,000 memories.”  The quote got me thinking about songs that have that effect on me, but nothing immediately sprang to mind. A bit later, as I was in the ladies’ room at work, “Red… Read More


It started out innocuously enough. Elizabeth, our assignment editor, called out, “Su, do you speak Korean?” “Yes,” I answered. “Why?” “The woman on the phone needs someone who can speak Korean.” So… I picked up the phone. The woman on the other end introduced herself and gave me her background. She had raised two sons… Read More


Lately, I’ve been feeling the pull of the ocean, even though I haven’t set foot near the water. No, the ocean I’m feeling is churning inside me, calling on me to make the changes I so desperately need to make. But do I move to make the changes? No. I’m still standing, feet planted in… Read More


(written: April 12, 2007) I saw video of a child hugging his dad, crying. Let me back up a bit. The dad, just back from Iraq, decided to surprise his son at school. Our photographer backed into the classroom first, followed by the boy’s mom. Then Dad walked in. The camera swung around- caught the… Read More