Oscar Casares
Features
Christmas in Brownsville
My father, who had grown up on a farm, used to talk about his family’s killing a pig for the tamales, but this was back in the twenties. (December 2005)
Columns | Miscellany
Indivisible Man
Was January 20 really the dawn of a new and more inclusive age? (February 2009)
Grass Roots
My father was passionate about lawn care. Me? Not so much. (December 2008)
The Waiting Game
I was a server at Pappasito’s for a week. It felt like a lifetime. (October 2007)
Ready For Some Futbol?
Race and racism at the state soccer championship. (November 2006)
Pet Project
My dog, Flaco, sleeps on a bed from Pottery Barn, gets three walks a day, and very nearly had his teeth cleaned for the princely sum of $208. What would my father say? (May 2006)
Tall In the Saddle
My father’s not-so-brief, happy career on horseback. (September 2005)
Se Habla Español
But not without some difficulty—even though I’m a third-generation Mexican American. (June 2005)
In the Year 1974
I still remember the moment I discovered that a world existed outside Brownsville. I’ve been trying to explore it ever since. (March 2005)
