Houston
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January 24, 2013
Forty years (and more) of the exuberant, eclectic neighborhood where I was born, grew as a writer, and found inspiration for the early pages of this magazine.
By William Broyles
Along the Houston Ship Channel the water is eight feet high and risin’.
By William Broyles
The King Ranch saga: how one family conquered, tamed, loved, toiled on, and fought over a great piece of Texas.
By William Broyles
TALK OF CHANGE AND REFORM has been in the air since the Sharpstown scandals more than perhaps at any time in our state’s history. Such talk is welcome, and, as most of us apparently felt in the last elections, mandatory. One imagines that talk of reform came as uncomfortably, but
By William Broyles
The Kineños are the ranch’s other family.
By William Broyles
Robert E. Lee advised his friend Richard King to build his permanent home at the highest point on the surrounding prairie, a little rise on the banks of Santa Gertrudis Creek. The first building was a tiny adobe jacal built of mud and sticks. The one-story house that replaced it
By William Broyles
A tour through the ranch’s four divisions, an eminent 825,000-acre domain.
By William Broyles
Bob Kleberg had a problem. Brahman cattle from India were tough enough to survive in the South Texas climate, but they were too tough to eat. And fat English cattle like Herefords and Shorthorns suffered the traditional fate of the English in the tropics: they degenerated into a stupor and
By William Broyles
Why we should end the war in Iraq.
By William Broyles
Hey, undecided voters: Time’s up. As unenthusiastic as you may be, you gotta go with one of these guys. Fortunately, we’re here to help you make up your mind.
By William Broyles
The Issues
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February 1, 1993
The mission of Houston minister Bill Lawson extends far beyond his church—and isn’t just about race.
By William Broyles
Way of Life
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February 1, 1993
The Baytown of my youth was a thriving refinery town. Today it’s a city struggling to reinvent itself.
By William Broyles
Friends
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February 1, 1988
A Britisher forty years my senior made me see myself, and Texas, anew.
By William Broyles
In 1969 a young man from Baytown decided, after a struggle, to fight in Vietnam.
By William Broyles
The war that won’t go away.
By William Broyles
East is East, West is West, and in Texas the twain shall never meet.
By William Broyles
Enter Ronald Reagan—the liberals’ true friend.
By William Broyles
Behind the Lines
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September 30, 1980
The present against the past: what the New World can learn from the Old, and vice versa.
By William Broyles
On the Move.
By William Broyles
Poor Houston.
By William Broyles
None of the old clichés about voluntarism are true except this one: it works.
By William Broyles
Democracy in America
By Paul Burka and William Broyles
Forgetting free trade, scrapping our factories, and other modest solutions to our economic troubles.
By William Broyles
No news is bad news.
By John Bloom and William Broyles
Why Houston has the best schools in the state.
By William Broyles
Two questions about school desegregation: Is busing the only way? Are integrated schools inferior?
By William Broyles
If the eighties are here, where did the seventies go.
By William Broyles
A modest proposal for the eighties.
By William Broyles
Give me land, lots of land . . .
By William Broyles
Waltzing across Texas.
By Richard West and William Broyles
Running on Empty.
By William Broyles
Fill ‘er up, but don’t spill any gas on my Ralph Lauren boots.
By William Broyles
On winning the National Magazine Award.
By William Broyles
A farewell to celebrities and to arms.
By William Broyles
As New Ulm went, so goes New York.
By William Broyles
Stone walls do not a prison make.
By William Broyles
A funny thing happened on the way to the governor’s office.
By William Broyles
Good-bye to Main Street.
By William Broyles
Bringing it all back home.
By William Broyles
Stalking elusive birds and energy czars.
By William Broyles
The uselessness of college.
By William Broyles
What energy crisis?
By William Broyles
Why we don’t endorse candidates.
By William Broyles
Requiem for a heavyweight.
By William Broyles
Crime and punishment.
By William Broyles
Like most wrong ideas, the concept of the sunbelt didn’t matter until people started putting it into practice.
By William Broyles
This may be the Me Decade, but fortunately a great many people haven’t gotten the word.
By William Broyles
Some nice words about the police, exploring Texas, and listening to opportunity knock.
By William Broyles
“Give me your tired, your poor . . . ”
By William Broyles