huntsville

A Look Back at the Texas Prison Rodeo

Jan 12, 2012 By Sonia Smith

Demolition crews are razing the Hunstville stadium this week, where "The Wildest Show Behind Bars" took place for 35 years. The place may be gone, but its legacy will never be forgotten. 

Huntsville

May 31, 2011 By Charlie Llewellin

Where it is: 6 miles southwest of Huntsville What you’ll do: Relax and unwind under the East Texas pines Where you’ll sleep: Claim your spot in one of five serene camping areas What you’ll learn: Want to fish but don’t know how? Register for one of the…

New Zion Bar-B-Q

Feb 16, 2010 By Daniel Vaughn

Sometimes known as the “Church of the Holy Smoke,” this joint is a destination for BBQ lovers all over the state. It has made it onto countless “best of” lists when Texas BBQ is being discussed, and the church’s incredible story has been told in…

Fear Factor

Sep 30, 2009 By Jordan Breal

If you really want to scare your boots off this Halloween, take a look at these eight places, which our bloodcurdling, hair-raising, nerve-racking research has determined to be the state’s spookiest.

New Zion Bar-B-Q

May 21, 2008 By Texas Monthly

For more than 30 years, holy smoke has wafted from ancient black pits in front of this rickety, low-slung hall next door to the New Zion Missionary Baptist Church. The provender that emerges from the glowing embers (mostly oak, with a little hickory and pecan mixed in) has funded congregational…

Richard Linklater

Dec 1, 2005 By Katy Vine

The prison affected me personally. I grew up parking cars at the prison rodeo. I had a stepfather who was a prison guard.

The Getaway

Feb 1, 1999 By Pamela Colloff

There’s something romantic about a jailbreak, even when the escapee is a cold-blooded killer on death row. That’s why our feelings about Martin Gurule were more than a little complicated.

Will Lee

Sep 30, 1996 By Renee Boensch

My parents were jazzers. In 1954 my father was appointed chairman of the music department at Sam Houston State Teachers College in Huntsville; my mother sang live on the radio. My first memory of any sound at all was of Miles Davis’ muted trumpet; I came out in my pajamas…