I have been playing bridge since one summer at Columbia University in 1955 where I saw four students screaming and throwing cards at each other outdoors under a beach umbrella. Intriguing! Became addicted to duplicate and play twice a week, and at local sectionals and regionals with my husband, Bobby Wolff. Stopped going to Nationals four years ago. It is cumbersome flying, expensive, uncomfortable and the general aura of the bridge world, IMHO, has changed for the worse. I suppose if Bobby was enticed by an especially good team, we would change our minds, but life in Vegas is perfect -- so why give up a great life.
Plus... it's free!