We’re recovering from vacation — a form of detox — where we reluctantly wash the ketchup stains off our T-shirts and stuff the suitcases away till Christmas. It’s like cleaning up after a bar mitzvah, quiet now except for the sweet pings of empty wine bottles — a time for wistfulness and reflection. Our summer escape to the heartland was a success on almost every level, though we never made it up all the way up to Boyceville, Wis., which as you know is the birthplace of the great Andy Pafko, a Chicago Cub from the good old days, when the team was known as “The Mistake by the Lake.” Oh, that’s Cleveland, you say?