The impressive utility of duct tape has long been remarked upon, but please don't experiment with new uses on young children.
. . . from teaching my fifteen-year-old daughter about her Texas roots. So when I realized I was failing to accomplish this most sacred of duties, I did what any well-meaning parent would do: loaded her (and her friends, of course) into the car and hit the road.
September 1, 2012 | by Skip Hollandsworth | Feature
An exclusive excerpt from Domingo Martinez’s new memoir, “My Heart Is a Drunken Compass,” in which a drink is always close at hand and the battle against the bottle is never fully won.
Every family has its myths. Some are intended to reveal, and some are intended to conceal, and sometimes the intentions can get confused. The problem with myth, however, is that it can overpower history. That’s what happened in the case of my father, who died when I was four. Only when I finally learned the truth about him could I come to appreciate him as a real person.
June 1, 2008 | by Paul Burka | Feature