Sounds like a remarkable woman - certainly a far better person than I.
Oh, yeah.. those smokes back then were quite relaxing. We're talking what seems like half of forever ago. Maybe something like 1986 or 1987? Seemed as though every other song on radio was Madonna: "Crazy For You", etc.
There was a heck of a mall in White Plains that I believed was called "The Galleria". Three stories worth, so several sets of open-air escalators.
I'll never forget getting off one on the third floor, and walking into a music shore ("CD's"..) *just* as "Walking on the Moon" by The Police started to play, leading to a purchase of whatever CD that was on. It's still easily my favorite Police song.