On Saturday night I went out to eat in Pleasant Hill, CA, a town 500 miles north of San Diego and 20 miles east of Oakland. On this fateful evening I donned an article of clothing that holds a particularly fond place in my heart: my retired numbers shirt. It is of the brown variety and is pre-51. While I was escorted to my seat for dinner a fellow patron at the restaurant commented "nice shirt". I was out of it having not eaten breakfast that day, so all I could muster was a soft-spoken "thanks" as I trotted away to my table. At first I simply dismissed the comment as misguided since most in the Bay Area guess it is the numbers from Lost. Now though, I wonder if I have missed out on a more meaningful encounter with a fellow Friar lover. Was it.... you??????