Thanks again to everyone for their advice.
The Tad Moore/Louisville/St. Andrews all look absolutely fantastic, but alas, are out of my price range.
So, with the memory of our own David Moriarty's ragtag assortment rattling around his bag, and the excellent advice of the SoHG, it was off to e-bay. Less than $200 later, including shipping, 9 clubs, 2 woods, 6 irons, and a putter are winging there way from across America towards lovely Saratoga.
The thing I couldn't out of my head was this memory, possibly made up, of swinging a wood shafted club, and the burning desire to do so again. Don't know when it was, or where, if ever, but I couldn't shake that vision, and the intensity of it transformed me into a hickory golfer. That, and playing one evening with an old persimmon driver, a game improvement 5 iron, a 52* player's wedge and an isomer insert putter, 2 balls and 2 tees, I played better, and had more fun.
I left the course asking "why do I need a matched set? Why do I need irons in 10 yard increments? Why do I need balanced swing weights? Why do I need dialed in yardages for 4 wedges and three swings? " The answer of course was "I don't". I don't want the puzzle solved for me.
Through this metamorphosis, many views changed, and maybe more will. One in particular encapsulates the change, the dot punched iron. When I first started looking at hickories I had a visceral reaction to the dot punched irons. Like wearing polka dots with plaid, there very presence in a set was an affront to propriety, a broadside against order. That prejudice I shed. Now, the dot punched iron will live, or not, in my bag, based on the merits of the club, of how it plays, of how I play it. Dot punched, angled groves, no groves, cross hatches, all are welcome.
Thanks again everyone.
Dave