Today my grandfather is buried in a family plot in Laredo. But to understand who he was and what his family was like, you have to know the story of his first burial, seventy miles away and nearly twenty years earlier.
Pink camouflage, Floridian “friends,” a bedtime dilemma, and whether or not it’s acceptable to mock Chileans for their flag’s similarity to ours.
The Texanist dishes up a heaping helping of fine advice.
Dance hall guilt, faded accents, SUVs with “Truck” plates, and the ancient initiation ceremony at which a young Texan male is presented with his first firearm.
One year ago tejano star Emilio Navaira was nearly killed in a tour bus accident outside Houston. What are we still learning about the experimental medical procedure that may have saved his life?…
I was raised by one, I married one, and I raised one myselfand I wouldn't be who I am without them.
You can take the six-time Oscar nominee out of the small town . . .
Why would a mere mortal want to step into the outsized shoes of UTEP's Don Haskins, the only Texas college basketball coach ever to win a national championship? To win another NCAA titleand Billy Gillispie thinks he can.
Fort Worth clergyman Jack Iker’s battle with the Episcopal Church has become an all-out war. And the stakes couldn’t be higher.
A year has passed since Hurricane Ike slammed into Galveston, but my hometown is still reeling from a storm without end.
Blackie Sherrod probably hates the word "retired," but that's what he is nowand newspaper readers across Texas are the poorer for it.
Fake IDs and real issues.
My grandsons aren’t Texans … yet.
What is ex–football star Bill Glass’s plan for reforming hardened prison inmates? God is in the details.
Developing my twisted sense of humor was a family affair.
From bullet bras to panties emblazoned with the Lone Star flag, a brief history of women’s underwear in Texas.
I had no clue about the amount of magic Texas held. Texas had a persona all its own, and I was proud to be a little smidgen part of it.
What did I do when I wanted to indulge my weakness for cooking classes? I put San Miguel de Allende on the menu.