She Pauses To Nibble On Her Pickle
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She Pauses To Nibble On Her Pickle

“You have to travel with people who want to explore otherwise everything is constructed,” warns Louise. She pauses to nibble on her pickle, and contemplate those frequent trips she has made to visit her family in Barbados. The last time she went down there with non-explorers they whined every time they left the hotel, “Can’t […]

The Lady and the Pirate
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The Lady and the Pirate

I meet an accountant. She tells me about her career hobby: her involvement with the Society For Creative Anachronism (SCA) where she is known as ‘Lady Aiofe Cno Capaill,’ which means ‘dark horse.’ What is the SCA? “Basically we do 600 to 1600 (a.d.) everything, from Middle Ages to the Renaissance period. We cut off […]

Whispering, 1925
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Whispering, 1925

My term as Pfister narrator is almost up, so yesterday I finally booked a room.  My best friend Jessie drove in from Ann Arbor for the occasion.   Jessie promptly plopped on the plush puff bed as soon as we had entered and perused our room, #332. She then jumped to action and made us a to-do list. We […]

If he don’t love me, how could he love you?
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If he don’t love me, how could he love you?

“My name is Charles Bentley. I’m Native American, Cherokee. My grandmother was Cherokee. I worked for American Motors at the corner of Capitol and Richards, where Wal-Mart is now from 1958-1966. I was a spray painter, I was “The Door Jam Man.” The Rambler was the first car I worked on at the plant. I’m […]

A Mom Letter and a Dad Letter
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A Mom Letter and a Dad Letter

I was taking a picture of the roses in the lobby when Val, the bartender summoned me over to see something. I took a stool at the bar and waited for a moment as Val rustled around in her bag, elbow deep.  At last she exclaimed “Ah!” and pulled out an envelope to show me. It was sent […]

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The Backside of Everything You Will Never Think About

Roving the lounge I roll up to a family with one of those dual seat strollers and make my introduction, “Are those two ‘youngins’ twins?” “They are almost Irish twins,” says the mama. Irish twins? I’ve never heard of that one what does that mean?   Says mother: “In order to be an Irish twin […]

To Properly Crash A Wedding You Just…
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To Properly Crash A Wedding You Just…

In the lounge by the fire I meet a clump of kids and their parents. There are six empty mugs of hot cocoas and the dad tells me they all came here to enjoy the holiday décor. The nearest décor (that I suddenly notice with fresh décor searching eyes) are the stuffed stockings that hang […]

“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”
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“could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?”

  Katherine has been coming here for years she was married for three decades to a man who came to the Pfister to just to jog. He died ten years ago so, recently she asked the divine, “could you please send me a boyfriend who does yoga?” After she asked she didn’t expect a response, […]