Essay

Space |
July 31, 2015

Galaxy Quest

When my wife, Sonia Van Meter, was chosen as one of the Mars One finalists, I realized that my potential loss was humanity’s gain.

Essay |
January 14, 2015

My Brother’s Secret

Growing up in my family, there were things you just didn’t talk about. Like feelings. Or sex. Or dying from AIDS.

Essay |
October 13, 2014

On the Road Again

I thought being a landman in the Eagle Ford Shale would help replenish my bank account. I quickly got more than I bargained for.

The Culture |
April 8, 2014

True Colors

As a teenager I thought a quick paint job would help my family blend in to our white suburban neighborhood. Now I'm glad it wasn't that simple.

Country Notes |
March 4, 2014

Home Making

The lonely, calloused, plaster-caked ballad of the do-it-yourself renovator.

The Culture |
February 11, 2014

Knowing My Place

Woodland Heights may not be the fanciest neighborhood in Houston, or the quietest, or the coolest (and it can be a little full of itself), but it’s mine.

Sports |
September 30, 2006

Great Guns

In my 86 years I’ve come into the possession of an assortment of firearms: a Colt .32-caliber semiautomatic pistol that my grandfather bought at a hardware store in Cuero; a Remington Model 870 pump, 20-gauge shotgun that my Aggie uncle-by-marriage used to shoot birds; the Winchester Model 06 pump .22