My bridge story is pretty typical, I expect. In grad school my husband, Jim, and I were really into bridge. In Madison, Wisconsin we played, terrified, against the likes of Ron Anderson: there were no sections for beginners back then! We had a tiny apartment, but bought all the boards and held four table duplicate matches for our friends, with a table in the hallway and one in the bedroom. We were close-packed – when I passed around the beer and pretzels, everyone yelled “chest your cards!” The participants included Joanne Yurchak and Sue (Goldberg) Machler, who now play in the Philadelphia area!

Then, life intruded – children, jobs, house – the usual, and we didn’t play for almost 40 years. Our tennis club began hosting a duplicate game on Sunday nights, and the itch to count those cards and figure out a bid returned. Kids gone, jobs gone and house under control, it has become a passion. With Covid, I am, of course, tied to my computer, but it has allowed me to play, again, with friends from Madison.