July 1986
Features
The son’s ultimate selfishness is to see his father only as his father—not as a man. But on our first fishing trip in 25 years, I began to see my father—and myself—as the grown men we’d become.
It’s eight to five. It’s in Brenham. And all she has to worry about is getting an ice cream headache.
Proprietors of some of Texas’ priciest restaurants are spinning off more-economical eateries that are giving the originals a run for their money.
To Texan’s, it’s the border. To Mexicans, it’s la frontera. It’s a hot, dazzling world where cultures clash and you’re never sure just where you stand.
Their business may read like a sci-fi script, but these aging astronauts, former NASA engineers, technocrats, and high-risk junkies are serious about selling space.
You don’t have to be born here to qualify. The mark of a true native is an undying passion to be one.
Columns
“Art Among Us/Arte Entre Nosotros” reveals the delightful madness of San Antonio’s barrio art.
George Bernard Shaw wrote a quarter of a million pieces of correspondence and never mailed one to San Antonio. So where does his editor choose to live?
Top Gun is just a high-tech skeet shoot; Alan Alda shows a wet blanket over the fun in Sweet Liberty; Desert Bloom has a bittersweet significance; The Manhattan Project needs an attitude adjustment.
Pancho Barrio, an ex-accountant, a charismatic Catholic, and the mayor of Juarez, hopes to topple the ruling party in a July governor’s race.
North Texas bands face a tough choice: living to make music or making music for a living.
Reporter
Wild mustangs roam home; attorney race to Houston’s bankruptcy court; UT students get rich.
Miscellany
A Texas lab that look s like the set for a Buck Rogers movie is actually the frontier of the Star Wars weapons research effort.
We find a successful guy in Dallas who doesn’t dress like Ross Perot!
Fighting and feuding in the Mexican Lions Club; HL&P loses a lawsuit, and everybody will pay for it; the new math of politics; where’s the beef? on a diet.