Mom, in Touch
My mom’s handwritten notes were an abiding feature of my childhood. They offered wisdom, encouragement, and comfort—and they continued to arrive long after her death.
My mom’s handwritten notes were an abiding feature of my childhood. They offered wisdom, encouragement, and comfort—and they continued to arrive long after her death.
A harrowing journey through Houston’s health care system offers an inside look at why so many women are dying after giving birth.
Montannah Kenney became the youngest girl to climb the mountain two months before her eighth birthday.
How an African-American family managed to rise to prominence during the height of Jim Crow-era segregation.
Returning to my devastated hometown, I found my friends and family putting on a brave face in the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey.
The celebrated Plano novelist on how the Columbine massacre and growing up in ”The Suicide Capital of America” influenced his new book, 'Oliver Loving.'
Millions of Texans will feel the impact of changes to individual tax breaks, health care penalties, and property tax deductions.
A Tyler man is feeling a little hot under the collar.
"Good news, kids! The Astros have the chance to win the World Series tonight. Oh, and you're not going trick or treating."
The storm left hundreds of thousands of households without homes. Many are still looking.
Photos and memories from the public pool that brings a city together.
If the age of the flash mob proposal is upon us once more, we’re kinda here for it.
My son was jobless, directionless, and apartmentless. So when he decided to join the Army, we were just glad he was out of the house. What we didn’t know was just how much the military would change him—and us.
Twenty years ago, a brown-skinned boy was shot to death near the Rio Grande. What fate awaits my own son?
With their forthcoming EP, the singer-songwriters seek to raise awareness for an issue that hits both of them close to home.
Eight epic adventures to re-wild your child.
Inundated with homework and distracted by their devices, our youngest Texans (and their anxiety-prone parents) are at risk of losing their connection to our state’s many natural wonders. Here’s how to untame the next generation.
For years, Austin drivers have passed by a familiar mural on North Lamar that recalls the fatal consequences of drinking and driving. But Mary Boyd and Bruce David Johnson's story isn't just theirs—it's the community's.
They have fled war-torn countries, given up livelihoods, and left behind possessions and family for the safety of a foreign world of cowboy hats and Walmarts. But the refugees who land in Amarillo’s Astoria Park have an ally who understands their confusion and loss: a 64-year-old former teacher named Miss
She died twenty years ago, when I was ten. Yet even as the distance grows, I've found a way to keep her close.
Forty years ago I built forts on Bird Creek, raced at the roller rink, and watched my dad run for mayor of Temple.
Who needs the playoffs? After years (and years and years) of heartache, Houston has fallen for the Astros all over again.
My grandfather’s work as a paleontologist took him to West Texas over and over again. Fifty years later, I found myself retracing his steps.
How Chip and Joanna Gaines are renovating Waco’s reputation, one home at a time.
How the Boy Scouts came to matter to me once again.
The scion of one of Laredo’s first families wants to build a mammoth landfill on his ranch. But the opposition is fierce and vocal—and backed by none other than his uncle and his cousin.
Welcome to Camp Honey Creek for girls, where the years tick by but time stands still.
The story behind the tip of a lifetime.
My all-time favorite hamburger came from the Country Burger, my family's beloved neighborhood restaurant in Plano.
Do it for the children.
Life along the Pedernales was everything one could hope for—until it wasn’t.
I never knew my father, a decorated World War II pilot who died before I was born. But a trek at age 67 to the site where his airplane crashed brought me closer to him than I’d ever dared hope.
Two tales of fathers and sons.
Getting wet, getting scared, and getting my family a little closer to Texas at Schlitterbahn.
How Lubbock’s prairie dogs taught me the meaning of home.
Guns have always been part of my life, and I’ve never forgotten the lesson I learned the first time I fired one.
They should get their brisket sometime before their tenth anniversary.
An exclusive excerpt from the forthcoming book by Jenni Finlay and Brian T. Atkinson.
The descendants of Richard and Henrietta King do hereby invite you into the King Ranch with these exclusive photographs of the one-hundred-year-old Main House.
”Hhhrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaeeeerrrrrrr” is what it sounds like when a Wookie makes us cry.
After my father abandoned us I had to grow up fast. And when the chance for payback came, I took it.
Where to find the brightest holiday trails in the state.
A Christmas carousel built nearly a century and a half ago is a welcome reminder of Texas’s deep German heritage.
The only thing that’s smaller about six-man football is the field.
I always knew that the work my dad did as an Episcopal priest and grief counselor was important. But I didn’t understand how important until the birth of my son.
Shoplifting is wrong, but this kid still breaks our heart.
Buyers today are seeing tremendous change, just as my parents did, but they all still want the same thing: the chance to own a piece of the Texas dream.
A dank cabin and a loyal dog—and, eventually, a loving daughter—turned Texas into home.
The two Texas sports heroes give their personal props to the rest of us.
The march of progress continues on to the Texas Department of State Health Services.