Last year, I went on a trip to Illinois and Indiana for academic networking purposes. I spent one of the days at Notre Dame where I met with Mark Noll and David Solomon.
Solomon and I sat down at a little corner eatery on campus and began chatting about the last few years and a few things we have in common. In the middle of it, he looked up and began speaking to a man behind me who I couldn’t see.
He said something like this:
“I can’t talk with you right now. I’m having lunch with Hunter Baker.”
I asked, “Who was that?”
He replied, “Oh, that was Alasdair MacIntyre.”
My little subgroup of fellow academics are all smiling now.