In the hidden corners of Texas’ outback-in the foresty swamp and shimmering desert-there are a few places that are still primeval.
The meat products business is no bed of top hogs.
As Tolstoy didn’t say, every family’s vacation is the same, yet different. Here’s a report on the Tuley family’s.
The three-to-eleven evening shift, Bexar County Hospital, San Antonio: nurse Genene Jones was on duty in the pediatric intensive care unit, and for months babies kept having mysterious—sometimes fatal—emergencies. Why?
The revelation of the geese.
Houston’s brash “alternative spaces” are doing more than the city’s mainstream galleries to keep Texas art fresh, rich and diverse.
The third time is not always the charm. In Superman III our hero finds himself in a blue funk, and his melancholia is the liveliest part of the show. The Survivors doesn’t make it. Escape your little gray cells and enjoy The Man With Two Brains. Trading Places exchanges wit and finesse for boorishness and bigotry.
The ambitious San Antonio Festival went all out, with 73 acts-everything from Dallas ballet to Berlin opera, from Robert Merrill to Sarah Vaughan. Houston Grand Opera and Leonard Bernstein both made mistakes in A Quiet Place.
Texans may secretly yearn to live east of the Mississippi or across the Atlantic, but the next best thing is a subdivision named Yorktown, Nottingham County, or village Green West.
Have map, will travel; will dance, please ask me.
James Watt’s plan to thin the Big Thicket; the worst bridges in Texas; Republicans try to turn Clintgate into another Sharpstown; the Texas Supreme Court socks home buyers on the chin.
Beach, beach, beach.
A tale of tree cities in the Panhandle; upscale fitness at the new Dallas Y; a return to those thrilling days of yesteryear with Riders in the Sky; another new plan to unclog Houston’s arteries.