Hans Delannoy, approaching 500 career wins, coaching boys and girls in Palo Alto and San Ramon / Danville / Dublin, called and asked me to research the exact number of those came in 1973, at Cubberley. I went to Steve Staiger’s office the next day and consulted the Totem, the school yearbook, with limited success. For yucks, or hermetic reasons, or as a profound tribute, I squeezed into Kent’s game-worn jersey, #25, which he had sent me in 2007, when we were organizing a tribute to Danny McCallister.
I explained to Steve who Kent was, for the sake of history.
(I think I once argued, here there or in the aether, that 3137 Greer, with the rock garden built by Kent Lockhart and Marlinda Fitzgerald, should be an historic site).
On the way back from Cubberley / PAHA Guy Miller Archives, I popped in at the Ross Road Y, still wearing the Lockhart jersey, and climbed on the stair-master, elliptical trainer. I was wondering if anyone would notice the jersey, remember Kent, and ask me what was I doing. (Meanwhile, or previously, this blog, Plastic Alto, had become the best source of info on Kent’s amazing career in basketball and art). This was January. After a few minutes, yet before breaking a sweat, I felt silly and moved on.
Just yesterday, as in eight months later, I saw Katie Foy, of the famous Foy family, and she asked me if I was the guy in the Lockhart jersey she saw that day. Katie was a cheerleader at Gunn and Cubberley, while I was at the end of the bench for varsity in 25-3.
So thereby proving Chaos Theory. Not that nobody noticed but it’s hard to tell.