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October 1987

Table of Contents

Features

The bishop denied until the end that he got AIDS from homosexual contact. But the furor that resulted from his death has opened the door on his life as a gay man.

Three recent scandals in the Methodist church are forcing it to do some serious soul-searching.

Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, when dude ranch décor reigned supreme in the family room.

We have seen the future of Dallas nightlife, and it is called Dallas Alley.

These are only aliases. Their real names are Mattox, Mauro, Richards, and Hightower. And they may be leading the Democratic party to its apocalypse.

Las Colinas was supposed to be Can-Do City. So why couldn’t it?

The Hollywood epics have left Texas, to be replaced by miniatures like Nadine.

Never say Kant, Socrates it to ‘em, and other collected wisdom from Texas’ Friday-night philosophers.

Turn off the AC, stop pretending you’re a reptile, welcome the whooping cranes back. It’s fall!

Columns

The perfect city revisited.

Sports

What sport requires cunning, stamina, skill, and a fondess for sloshing aroound in the muck? Why, fishing for reds off the coast of Texas, of course.

Art

The Dallas Museum of Art hosts an eighty-year retrospective of Wyeth family art that carries Nancy Reagan’s seal of approval.

Books

Three novelists discover that a Texas connection need not be a tie that binds.

Food

Where there’s smoke, there’s chef Robert McGrath’s smokebox that works wonders on Southwestern dishes.

Lifestyle

An all-night deejay takes his listeners on a long night’s journey into day.

Reporter

Reporter

Cities in search of salvation; the new White House (as in Mark); the art of double-Daryled potshots; chile time in El Paso; chile relleno time in Houston.

Miscellany

Taxing circumstances in a family, some cities, and the state.

What’s black and white and kenaf all over? EDS finds gold in California politics; Texas banks show no mercy for S&Ls; the Fort Worth City Council feels neglected

Across pastoral northeast Texas, where Baptists debate the niceties of immersion, truckers and hookers turn the airwaves blue, and bass have their private lives laid bare by electronic snooping.

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