The best books and CDs from Texas.
Since the day Stanley Marsh 3 finally went too far and locked up George Whittenburg’s son in a chicken coop, all of Amarillo has been abuzz about the bizarre battle between these intractable foes.
The best books and CDs from Texas.
On February 19, 1846, the flag was lowered on the Republic of Texas for the last time. Here’s a look back at what was our national interest, and all that it might have been.
At First the Count Was Ten U.S. Customs Service agents in Eagle Pass searched the driver and the passenger of a pickup and found eight live snakes wrapped in socks and pantyhose inside the two men’s underwear. Pass the Boysenberry Syrup or Start Saying Your Prayers Charles Bryant of Missouri
A loving look back at nine grand old movie houses from the golden age of small-town Texas.
In the Hill Country, what was once the hallowed ranch of Walter Prescott Webb is now the sacred site of a mammoth new Hindu temple—and the home of a controversial ashram called Barsana Dham.
Crooning for Caddo Lake.
In the past twelve months they worked hard, overcame obstacles, bucked conventional wisdom, touched our lives, and—above all—demonstrated the conviction, character, and individuality that defines our state today. Presenting our second annual list of the year’s most interesting and influential Texans.
When rich Texas hostesses want to put on the biggest charity bash of the summer, where do they go? New Mexico, of course.
The tensions between the demands of the spirit and the demands of the world defined my marriage—and destroyed it.
With a computer and a modem, anyone can travel the state on the information superhighway, but it helps to have a road map. A complete guide to Texas on-line.
Preacher Howdy Fowler dreamed of crossing the West by camel. Many spine-jarring miles later, his wish has come true.
A final farewell to the Hill Country spread that for more than thirty years meant everything to me and my family.
Forget that Roget fella—here in Texas we’re more apt to consult Bubba’s thesaurus. In Texas, folks aren’t just rich—locals say they didn’t come to town two to a mule.Someone doesn’t merely die—she opens herself up a worm farm. A scoundrel is “greasy as fried lard”; a summer day is
Come hell or high water, you’ll want to read our compilation of down-home aphorisms.
With love, discipline, and old-time religion, Kirbyjon Caldwell has built one of Texas’ most vital churches.
Because they are talented at what they do. Because they made a difference this year. Because they reflect the state of our state. Here are twenty Texans you need to know.
In the nineties, it’s hip to be square and cool to be clueless. Our guide to the new Texas man.
These days everybody wants a piece of the Alamo. Can the Daughters of the Republic of Texas hang on to their sacred shrine?
During the days of segregation, a young graduate of all-white Rice University managed to become a professor at all-black Texas Southern University.
We are sixth-generation Texans and we are Jews. My family’s history is an account of the price we have paid to be both.
A look back at San Antonio Fiesta gowns reveals how the dresses have gone from elegant to excessive.
Are the legendary lawmen necessary? Yes, but their inability to grapple with the modern world threatens to make them irrelevant.
Until I house-sat there last year, I thought I knew rarefied Highland Park. To my surprise, it was much more fragile and defensive than it had seemed.
The story of this notorious East Texas city isn’t a simple racist fable. It’s a complicated tragedy about a society that has lost its way.
Tuff Hedeman was born in El Paso and raised on rodeo. Today he’s one the best bull riders in the world.
Happy two-hundredth birthday, Stephen F. Austin. You were the Father of Texas—and more.
Fire may have destroyed the oak tree at Crider’s Hill Country dance hall, but our fond memories of it will always live on.
Since AIDS infected their lives, the proud, the deeply religious Allens have been left to ponder the eternal questions of faith and suffering.
His wives! His lives! A bountiful birthday guide to Sam Houston, Texas’ ultimate hero.
All across Texas, vandals are searching for ancient treasures by looting Indian campgrounds—including the one on my family’s ranch.
Old-timers around Canon recall that in 1959, when Harry Wheeler erected the seven-ton concrete-and-stucco cowboy outside his trading post and curio shop, he had to bring in a truck and crane from a local drilling company to set the big galoot on his feet. Towering over U.S. 60, Tex Randall
Bigger than life, drive-in movies defined America’s giddy age of hula hoops, poodle skirts, and blue suede shoes.
THE HOME OF SAM HOUSTON’S WIDOW, Margaret Lea Houston, and their eight children is for sale. A shrine of Texana, the 1830’s Greek Revival classic in the tiny hamlet of Independence comes complete with a Houston family heirloom piano that is said to render a ghostly “Come to the Bower,”
Johnny’s Round Top cafe had a colorful history that spanned more than fifty years before the restaurant went out of business in 1989. Built by a franchiser who was partial to rotating roofs that looked like circus tents, the Round Top in Big Spring was one of a modest chain
Memories of growing up (and growing up restless) in working-class Oak Cliff.
Who came first—Indiana Jones of Hollywood or Vendyl Jones of Arlington, the archaeologist who has spent years trying to dig up the fabled Ark of the Covenant?
It chopped, it scraped, it cut, it carved! Texas’ own Alibates flint helped civilize a continent.
Vintage Texas postcards depict larger-than-life views in hyper hues.
Rodeo, rodeo, wherefore art thou rodeo? Mary Ellen Mark went to small towns all over Texas to find out.
Through sickness and health. Texas humorist John Henry Faulk was my mentor, my idol, my friend.
“Just how hard can it be to build a playground?” I asked. The answer: Harder than anything I’ve ever tried before.
Dallas’ Bonehead Club revels in a well-deserved reputation for contrariness.
The ceremony was to honor the four-score living Texans who had participated in the Revolution. They were all quite old, of course. It had been 75 years since 1992, when Texas had become a breakaway republic and, like Tajikistan, Azerbaijan, and the Ukraine in Soviet Russia, sought independence from a
All I wanted to do was photograph the running of the bulls. I never intended to risk my life.
Once part of a vast South Texas ranch, Lebh Shomea is a spiritual retreat where pilgrims listen to what absolute quiet has to say.
Before Dawn was caught in the terrifying grip of schizophrenia, she had been a talented jazz singer. Now her son-in-law tells her story of no place to go.
One man’s quest to clear the reputation of an animal maligned.