I sat melting into a lounge chair by the community pool watching my wife and young daughter splash around in the shallow end. We didn’t live in Swaying Pines,

I sat melting into a lounge chair by the community pool watching my wife and young daughter splash around in the shallow end. We didn’t live in Swaying Pines, but we’d joined the pool as friends of…

It was late July in Marin County and the weather had been perfect for months. I’d spent the afternoon in Fairfax drinking beer at the Gestalt Haus with my hound Odie. When I returned home to San Ansel...