Family

Feature |
December 1, 2005

Christmas in Brownsville

My father, who had grown up on a farm, used to talk about his family’s killing a pig for the tamales, but this was back in the twenties.

True Crime |
June 30, 1996

Poisoning Daddy

No one ever suspected a thing until she asked her best friend if she could keep a terrible secret: the bizarre story of teenager Marie Robards, the devoted daughter who murdered her father.

The Ex Files |
June 30, 1996

Stone Phillips

MY EIGHT-YEAR-OLD SON is named after a town in Texas. His given name was Daniel Streeter Phillips. When he was born, my wife, Debra, and I broke out the map of Texas and our finger kind of stopped at Streeter. It was actually going to be his middle name, but

Art |
April 30, 1996

Her Three Sons

For the Wilsons of Dallas, taking pictures was a family affair. Today the mother is a successful photographer and her boys are hot Hollywood commodities. Here’s a look at Laura Wilson’s personal album.

Sports |
November 1, 1995

Twelve Yards and a Cloud of Dust

The Tiny town of Mullin adopted its high school football heroes in more ways than one. These foster children and native sons had the time of their lives playing in the Super Bowl of six-man football.

Family |
December 1, 1992

Growing Pains

When the young daughter of a friend walked sooner than my son, my feminist politics collided with my loyalties as a mom.

Sports |
November 1, 1989

Can’t Win for Losing

When San Antonio’s Memorial Minutemen took on a crosstown rival, all they had to lose was their chance to go down in history as Texas’ worst high school football team.

News & Politics |
July 31, 1988

Full of Woe

You see them on TV, adorable youngsters asking to be adopted, But the dreadful odyssey of the Wednesday’s Child rarely has a made-for-television happy ending.

Family |
February 1, 1988

Flying Solo

With a mother in one city and a father in another, Audrey Reynolds took to the air.

Family |
February 1, 1988

An Old Five-and-Dimer

My Mad Dog days behind me, I’ve found contentment with young jackanapes at my feet and the girl of my dreams beside me.

Fatherhood |
March 1, 1986

Kwell or Be Kwelled

Cradle Cap was nothing, diaper rash was a breeze. But when my son brought home head lice—well, it made the plague look good.

Fatherhood |
December 1, 1985

I Want to Be Alone

When the wife goes back to work and the husband takes on chores and children, the real problem is not laundry or lunch boxes. It’s the battle between love and ambition.

Fatherhood |
June 30, 1985

No Babies Here

When the time comes for the last child in the family to relinquish her tattered baby blanket, she’s not the only one who’s a little shaky about it.

Being Texan |
May 31, 1984

Last Respects

The death of Uncle Henry saddened my whole far-flung family, but the gathering at his funeral was an occasion for telling stories and recalling the joys of a small-town upbringing.

Being Texan |
March 1, 1980

An American Family

Pedro Martínez, with only his Mexican heritage, a determination to work hard, and a desire for a better life, brought his family across the Rio Grande to fine a home in a new land.