Charlie Brooks was the first man to die by lethal injection, but everyone wondered whether he or his partner was the real murderer. In his last days, Brooks answered that, and other questions.
Every year communities scattered across Texas hold wet-dry elections. Each one pits the forces of fundamentalism against the forces of realism. This is the story of one such election.
Anybody can get a job as a security guard. Anybody.
On the surface, Mexico’s presidential election looks a lot like ours—rallies, placards, speeches—but the outcome there is never in doubt.
People still think of cotton as a Dixieland crop, but the heart of the nation’s production is on the dry, flat, and windswept High Plains of Texas.
Supplicants in the Valley worship at the shrine of faith healer Don Pedrito Jaramillo, more powerful in death than he was in life.
A carny’s life is an endless ramble from one small town to the next—and that’s why he likes it.
In her darkest, final hours, a young mother turns to a new kind of medical care for help.
When black militant Lee Otis Johnson got out of prison his old friends welcomed him with open arms. Later, some of them wished they hadn’t.
Nuevo Laredo’s Boys’ Town, where lost innocence meets failed dreams.
You learn one clear and not so very grim lesson by looking death in the face.
You can always spot a smoker. He fiddles with matches, his shirt pocket bulges in a tiny rectangle, and fumes emerge from his mouth and nose. But what should we do about him?
Someone was gunning down members of the state’s toughest motorcycle gang one at a time. Doe hoped her man wouldn’t be next.
Can a Texas revolutionary find happiness exiled in Europe? Not when his revolution is in Mexico.
That’s exactly what the Mexican government tries to do when journalists get out of hand.
A few years ago guards ran the Rusk State Hospital for the criminally insane. Now sociopathic criminals rule the wards.
Second-generation refinery workers don’t believe in politicians or corporations and some of them don’t believe in unions. The question is, do they believe in strikes?
Hey, buddy, can you spare a dime?
More than once San Antonio has been the crucible for a Mexican revolution. A band of guerrillas in Oaxaca believes it could happen again.
