It’s probably unfair to favor one ex-husband over others, but Rod won my vote, even after he and Susan split up. Bright, without being a smarty pants, compassionate, sweet and chameleon-like in his ability to make friends everywhere he went, he was happiest hanging out somewhere around water. That’s how Lake Geneva became his second home. We spent many years up there overeating, talking and boating, so when I heard of his untimely death, this image immediately came to mind: Rod relaxing in an Adirondack chair, gazing out at peaceful waters. Not a bad place to be in the hereafter.