The Last Refuge
For years the dusty outpost of Terlingua has been a magnet for renegades and loners looking for a haven from the modern world. No wonder the brother of the suspected Unabomber holed up there.
For years the dusty outpost of Terlingua has been a magnet for renegades and loners looking for a haven from the modern world. No wonder the brother of the suspected Unabomber holed up there.
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.
The family that plays together stays together. Meet one of the world’s most successful classical music clans.
Married for 32 years, my parents both died of AIDS, and we, their children, may never know why.
We are sixth-generation Texans and we are Jews. My family’s history is an account of the price we have paid to be both.
Who cares if they dress differently, act differently, and spell their names differently? Brother Dick DeGuerin and Mike DeGeurin are two of the best attorneys in Texas, and for that they can thank their mentor, legal legend Percy Foreman.
Since AIDS infected their lives, the proud, the deeply religious Allens have been left to ponder the eternal questions of faith and suffering.
The secret to a well-appointed Texas Christmas.
When the young daughter of a friend walked sooner than my son, my feminist politics collided with my loyalties as a mom.
Sissy Farenthold’s family has long battled with its capacity for self-destruction. With the disappearance of her youngest son, the battle is once again joined.
Carol Collins thought her ex-husband had been killed in Vietnam—until a mysterious photograph reopened old wounds and threw her life into turmoil.
To hear some women tell it, nature created two genders, one nearly perfect and the other badly flawed. I wonder whether they’re right.
“Just how hard can it be to build a playground?” I asked. The answer: Harder than anything I’ve ever tried before.
Every day is Christmas for Claus clone Carl Anderson.
Kristin Bauman, the 21-year-old with a $1.2 million trust fund, learned early on that notoriety is far more seductive than propriety.
A Christmas story for all you kids out there.
Now that my son is behind the wheel, I can’t decide whether it’s better to ride shotgun or steer clear of him completely.
Our search for identity is really a search for familial bonds. By our children and our parents, by our forebears and our closest friends, by the reflections of those with whom we surround ourselves, so shall you know us.
Codependency leaders preach that we are the victims of a psychological plague. It remains to be seen whether they are selling us a valuable insight or merely a bill of goods.
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.
Kids in T-shirts bearing political slogans, ideological confrontations in the supermarket, skirmishes at the PTA. Welcome to the battle between moms who work and moms who don’t.
It was the hardest decision I ever had to make. Had the time come to put my father in a nursing home?
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.
Barbara Bush remembers the life of the daughter she lost 35 years ago.
Why did my daughter’s favorite stuffed animal seem strangely familiar?
If you think you in-laws are tough, try Wynne-ing your way into this clan.
There he was in his high chair, drinking lemonade-flavored mineral water and watching LA Law.
Tommy Cutler is not just a custodian of family property, he’s a custodian of family history.
Thanks to the sacrifice of two strangers, we have the child we’ve always dreamed of.
Four Texas families take you home for dinner. Pass the chocolate-cream pie, please.
Time-honored Texas rituals.
With a mother in one city and a father in another, Audrey Reynolds took to the air.
My Mad Dog days behind me, I’ve found contentment with young jackanapes at my feet and the girl of my dreams beside me.
An agnostic parent is forced to face one of life’s biggest questions.
Once kids did their own homework. Now ambitious parents do it for them.
On the Day of the Dead, Mexicans mock death with candy skulls and papier-mâché coffins. But in the darkness of a graveside vigil, the mockery gives way to tears.
Cradle Cap was nothing, diaper rash was a breeze. But when my son brought home head lice—well, it made the plague look good.
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.
Of course parents do everything they can to protect their children. But at some point they must learn to let go.
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.
The failed ambitions of the father become the triumphs of the son, or so most fathers would hope.
I took my son fishing because I wanted him to love the sport—and me.
Every son sees his father as his greatest competitor—until the day he becomes a father himself.
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.
New parents, beware! The only thing I got out of my six Lamaze classes was permission to enter the delivery room with my wife.
Life is tough all over, but especially for Juniors.
Kids, house, husband—these are the natural enemies of a well-ordered day.
Every parent with a teenage kid knows the fears: drinking, drugs, and rebellion. For the Cartwrights, those fears all came true.
Hugh Roy Cullen found the oil and made one of Houston’s great fortunes; now his grandson is spending his inheritance like there is no tomorrow, and suing for more.
If you leave your child at a day care center, you are hardly unique. If you know what your child does there all day, you are indeed unique.