18 Feb 2018

Keys and Characters

Keys and Characters

  He sits down at the piano gently, like it’s a sure place of rest. He wears saddle shoes, polka dotted socks and a tartan vest. His stories skip like sprightly notes, zipping you along with them until you suddenly realize that in the past few minutes, he’s referred to eleven songs and their histories, […]

15 Feb 2018

The Things They Wore

The Things They Wore

A pair of skinny jeans on a pair of skinny legs, a rolled up comic book crammed in the front pocket. A white mustache, impeccably trimmed. A hard-sided rolling bag the color of bubblegum with a furry neck pillow buttoned around the handle. A red wool sheath dress with nude pumps, accessorized with a flute […]

10 Feb 2018

A Title Unanimously Loved by the Pfister Book Club

A Title Unanimously Loved by the Pfister Book Club

We’ve read all kinds of books so far this year in our Pfister Book Club; the only common thread between the titles I’ve selected has been that I think it will spark lively discussions.  This month’s title, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood by Trevor Noah was clearly the most well-received book […]

8 Feb 2018

Apply to be the Next Pfister Narrator!

Apply to be the Next Pfister Narrator!

I’m still the Pfister Narrator for another few precious months, until May 15 when a new Narrator will be standing in the lobby on his or her first day. This is my letter anticipating that person. Is it you? Dear Future Pfister Narrator, I see you on your first day here, neck arched to the […]

4 Feb 2018

Eleanor: Past, Present and Future

Eleanor: Past, Present and Future

Eleanor, Past: The youngest of six children, it was Eleanor’s goal in life to make everyone else happy. She learned that making people happy actually made her happy too. She was amiable and willing to do anything her parents asked of her, so she tried on and subsequently shed a line of sports and activities […]

1 Feb 2018

The Pfister WELL Spa Quells My Crazy

The Pfister WELL Spa Quells My Crazy

I rolled up to the Pfister this morning in our mini van, which was crusted with dirty salt. The inside of this van looked even worse than the outside— crackers ground into carpet, glove compartments full to bursting with broken plastic toys and used napkins, and CAR SEATS GALORE. I have two sets of twins […]