From Strangers to You Really Got Me
At around 6 a.m. — I couldn't wait longer — I rode my red Schwinn Cruiser to deliver the treasure enclosed in its plastic case. (I didn't have a car at the time because a few weeks earlier my husband of 14 years had left, taking the VW Beetle with him, along with most of our record collection.) I stayed up all night working out the ideal segues, pulling records and dropping the needle just so. I calculated minutes and seconds for the perfect track list.