Her husband, Fred Baron, helped bankroll John Edwards’s presidential campaign, only to die of cancer amid the most sordid political scandal in recent history. But before long, Dallas’s newest rainmaker had emerged from the wreckage—with every hair in place.
December 1, 2012 | by Skip Hollandsworth | Feature
A year of alarming art, befuddled bus drivers, crustacean confiscators, demanding donors, entomological eats, feckless felons, garbled George W., hideous headgear, inspirational ice cream, juiced journalists, KKK kiss-offs, Lubbock lampooners, mucho manure, nada nudity, oafish officials, P.O.’d policemen, quirky queens, raunchy Republicans, shapely sideburns, thanatological toys, used uniforms, vampire vanquishers, witless waiters, x-pert x-terminators, yeoman Yankees, and zany zealots.
January 1, 2001 | Feature