The Choctaw Nation’s cavernous hall accommodates a weekly flood of fanatical game players.
When her charitable foundation collapsed amid allegations of mismanagement, the Dallas socialite did the unthinkable: She started a new one.
Today, TGI Friday’s is sedate, but twenty years ago this month, the place started the singles era in Dallas.
A fresh look at the state’s rich reveals that their fortunes continue to climb.
Whenever sports–souvenir companies look at Rangers ace Nolan Ryan, they see dollar signs.
At Conn Appliances, employees—and customers—are members of the family.
To drill for oil in Siberia, you have to overcome three things: the cold, the loneliness, and the Soviet bureaucrats.
Thirty-five years ago, a Harlingen publisher turned in to Hispanic radio, only to become Texas’ least-known media mogul.
A Dallas insurance firm’s big gamble—backing holes in one at golf tournaments—was right on the money.
Deadly explosions at Texas petro-chemical plants have been linked to under-trained outside workers.
An Austin investigator clues accountants in on how to sniff out financial shenanigans.
Williamson-Dickie of Fort Worth has a blue-collar gold mine in Dickies work clothes.
The airline’s second trip to bankruptcy court has put its future up in the air.
On the Y.O. Ranch, cattle don’t pay the bills—tourists and exotic animals do.
Two Dallasites put their heads together and opened a creative outlet for inventors.
When Art Torres tried to sell a slice of his pizzerias, Pizza Hut boxed him in.
How does NBA superstar David Robinson handle his millions? He passes them to a real mom-and-pop operation—his parents.
A year ago, Michael Dell was Wall Street’s whipping boy. Now he’s its darling.
“Guys like me like Iraq,” says Houston oilman Oscar Wyatt. “That’s the way the real world works, baby.”
For a Houston court clerk, having millions in his bank account is not a dream-it’s his job.
Whenever pro sports franchises are up for sale, appraiser Steve Matt is likely to be a major player.
As LBJ’s heirs go their own way, the family dismantles its business empire.
With clean, well-lighted places-filled with bargains-Forth Worth-based Cash America is spiffing up the sullied image of pawnshops.
A tiny Houston delivery firm did-and now it has the broadest trucking rights ever granted in Texas.
Nearly two years after the Exxon Valdez relations gurus are busy telling industries how to avoid looking bad.
Piety or passion: The trials of James Avery, craftsman.
Eastern states have hit the jackpot with lotteries. But will Lotto play in Texas?
In 1998 Neiman Marcus shelled out $119 million for Horchow Mail Order—only to have the cataloger lose $28 million within two years.
With a sweet leasing deal, Austin sister stations KASE and KVET pack a one-two punch on the FM dial.
When it’s time for that final fashion statement, a Fort Worth clothier has just the thing—complete with Velcro.
Now that Drayton McLane has sold his family company to Wal-Mart, he has no intention of retiring from the daily grind.
Don’t give up on oil yet, Texas. Come along to Pearsall, deep in the brush country, and learn how the new oil boom is different from the old.
How the battle for the Southwest Airlines account turned into a long-awaited showdown between Texas’s two top agencies.
Polybutylene plumbing systems were supposed to be a homeowner’s fantasy; they turned out to be a nightmare.
Onward to the past.
Are customers of the Comanche Peak nuclear plant better off with safety advocate Juanita Ellis on the inside or the outside?
Not since Remington and Russell has a cowboy artist sold so many works—for so much—as Fredericksburg’s G. Harvey.
Who’s up, who’s down, who’s gone, and who’s new on our second annual study of the state’s superrich.
A Texas businessman launches his one-man invasion of post-Communist Romania.
A new private prison brought a belated boom to tiny Venus, but the state contends that the jailhouse is a bust.
Conquering Arlington’s Texas Giant.
The mysterious Texan who tried to take over australia’s mighty Bond Corporation last January looked good on paper—but paper was about all he had.
A Dublin bottler is the only one in Texas who’s still sweet on traditional Dr. Pepper.
Laredo initially hated Monterrey’s plan for a new border crossing but had second thoughts when it realized that there was money to be made.
When oil and real estate boomed, a lot of Texans rode the tiger. But the beast turned, and those who weren’t devoured faced the prospect of limping back. It has been a long but not uninteresting trip.
The bands play on and on and on in Austin.
The eldest son of Trammell Crow used his money for drugs, guns, and high living. His wife spent a fortune on personal trainers and self-promotion. Now they’re squaring off in an L.A. divorce court.
With the cold war fading into history, Fort Worth’s General Dynamics now has to regard peace as not merely an ideal but an economic reality.
Horizontal drilling has not only hit pay dirt in South Texas-it has also revived oil-patch wheeling and dealing.