Last week, one of my oldest friends, Dzi Nguyen, took his final breaths.
Dzi and I met that first year of high school, both temporarily stationed at Northwest Classen. We sat next to each other one afternoon in Coach Piccolo’s class and started enthusiastically talking about how cool Duran Duran’s 1984 hit “The Reflex” was; even though their comeback smash, Duran Duran really wasn’t a cool thing in the fall of ’93 at Northwest Classen, but, thankfully, they were just cool enough for us.