Jesus Creed

Today I awakened a little nervous because on the schedule was that Kris and I were going to the mall for some “casual pants.” This made me wonder if Kris didn’t have in mind that I would be getting some jeans — an article of clothing I have not worn in more than twenty years. Every now and then Kris or one of the kids, and this excludes the occasional question by a student if I wear jeans, will get the idea that I should buy some jeans. The only thing that comes to mind is a soft pair of Oshkosh B’gosh jeans. So, after lunch, we got in the car and …
I escaped once again. Somehow, which must be explained by either luck or Providence, we didn’t even see any jeans. Had Kris insisted on a pair, I’d have fought back for some Oshkosh B’gosh, but neither the insistence nor the pushback arose. Instead, we found some Dockers: khaki, creased, and cuffed. Just like Tony’s. Very comfortable. Should keep me out of the nerves for two or more years.

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