Blue Heaven. For this Tar Heel, these two words best represent fall in the Triangle. As the air turns crisp and the leaves take on their vivid autumn hues, I occasionally find myself reminiscing about those days long ago ... a return to classes and old friends, court parties, fall rush, Franklin Street, tailgating and, of course, Saturday afternoon football. The wondrous roar of the crowds at Kenan Stadium traditionally festooned in a sea of Carolina Blue, and handsome young men in khakis and navy blue blazers escorting beautiful young coeds in plaid “kilt” skirts and monogrammed sweaters with those ever-present add-a-bead necklaces dangling playfully from their Peter Pan-collared blouses.