This was to be the summer I really worked on my tennis game, and planted my garden earlier, learned to play Mah Jongg, and caught up of all those unread New Yorkers. And this was to be the summer I finally mastered the barbecue, and took out my old bike and checked the tires, and did some serious antiquing. And the summer I ordered Tanglewood and summer stock tickets before the good seats were sold out, and swam laps instead of just chatting with friends at the pool. This was...