“Polo, the only reasons to stop are financial ruin or death.”
Saturday was the Jacques Macaire polo trophy at Bagatelle 
polo club. Julia and I went to give the trophy. Jacques was my father-in-law. He was a charming, talented polo player, a superb technician and much-loved teacher. I hadn’t been to the club in a while. I used to hang out there when I wasn’t working with my friend, Andie MacDowell. It was at the club that I met my future husband, Stephane.
