Henry and the All-Day Shorts in Navy

The shorts were sturdy but never stiff, relaxed but never sloppy. They had braved the woods, sand traps, and tall grass whenever Henry strayed off course, yet somehow, they always looked just right when it was time for dinner at the club. He liked that about them. They were shorts a boy could live in, from the first swing of the morning to the last firefly of the evening.