When the Organ Player from Schmitt Music Stops You After Your Shift on Holy Saturday to Say You’re Terribly Beautiful

Elizabeth Fletcher               You’re on the second-floor concourse when it happens. It’s one level up from the music store and neighboring one-hour photo place where you stuff Kodak and Fuji film canisters into envelopes and occasionally sell a camera.               True, Schmitt Music employs a bullpen of organists—bland, sweatered men that you and your co-workers […]