J. William Ross got back in the pool yesterday. It felt like he was visiting an old friend. He’s been reading with bated breath, wondering if Swann will find something more profound and valuable within his tortured soul than dignity. He had a wonderful weekend with his family where he shared smiles and stories and ate chicken paprikash so delicious that he had very seriously considered scooping a third serving onto his plate. He had no room for dessert and he was grateful.