We got away from the cold last week. Sun, warm, beach, T-shirts. Lots of T-shirts and baseball-style hats. Almost all had something to say.

In first place were those reminding everyone that we were in Aruba. Perhaps intended to be helpful to others who may have forgotten where they are, yet understandable only for those who may have forgotten to pack a crucial coverup.

In second place were shirts and hats that touted sports teams. Too many Patriots T-shirts -- for me, a persistent and painful reminder of the Super Bowl. I did not strike up a conversation with any Patriot T-shirts.

The next most-popular theme seemed to identify other places visited. As in the past, I saw a few “Black Dog” insignias that matched the one on my singlet, homage to the tavern and restaurant on Martha’s Vineyard. I spoke to them.

I saw only one Yankees cap, one Nets cap and one Rangers T-shirt. Nothing from the Knicks or Mets. Given the current state of New York sports, a fair non-representation of fan affiliation.

Me? I had the Black Dog singlet mentioned above, two Jimmy Buffet concert T-shirts, and a few solid, monochromatic, expressionless T’s. I did buy a singlet with “Aruba” emblazoned across its chest. I’ll wear it on Martha’s Vineyard.