I’ve often thought of jeans as “sky pants,” trousers woven from cotton clouds. Jeans are the wild blue yonder above the canyons, plains and crumbling escarpments of the West. Pants to die in, as Andy ...
An officer, while traveling northbound, came upon the victim wearing a red shirt, blue jeans and carrying a backpack, lying on the northbound lane of Route 1. Babauta was transported to Naval ...