The one and only Chris Pfouts, that would be: raconteur, gifted writer, a bon vivant’s bon vivant, and a very close, very dear friend to me. From one of the best of many Pfouts obits still extant out there: CHRIS PFOUTS REMEMBERED (“I Knew Right Away He Was Not Ordinary”)
Remembrance of an American life
Remembrance of an American life
Remembrance of an American life
The one and only Chris Pfouts, that would be: raconteur, gifted writer, a bon vivant’s bon vivant, and a very close, very dear friend to me. From one of the best of many Pfouts obits still extant out there: CHRIS PFOUTS REMEMBERED (“I Knew Right Away He Was Not Ordinary”)