Today my grandfather is buried in a family plot in Laredo. But to understand who he was and what his family was like, you have to know the story of his first burial, seventy miles away and nearly twenty years earlier.
Searching for the legendary past—and the cosmic future—in my old river city, San Antonio de Béjar.
A trip through South Texas in search of the ghosts of borders past—and a vision for what comes next.
My daughter is only two, but I’m already planning to teach her what it means to be a Texan—and a Tejana.