Lonesome Cowboy
A year after Robert James Waller left Iowa for the quieter climes of Big Bend, the best-selling author is discovering that it’s one thing to live like a Texan and quite another to be one.
A year after Robert James Waller left Iowa for the quieter climes of Big Bend, the best-selling author is discovering that it’s one thing to live like a Texan and quite another to be one.
How an old-fashioned Texas physician fought the takeover of modern medicine by heartless insurance companies—and lost.
On a sleepy day last September, two women came barreling down Route 66 with five police cars in hot pursuit. A tiny Panhandle town will never be the same.
For twenty seasons Austin City Limits has been the elite soundstage of American popular music. And it keeps getting better.
A final farewell to the Hill Country spread that for more than thirty years meant everything to me and my family.
Twelve years and hundreds of millions of dollars later, the vaunted Austin high-tech consortium is still struggling to find its purpose.
Forget the Alamo. The real spirit and history of Texas come alive at San Antonio’s eighteenth-century churches.
Hounded by his ex-lover in Lubbock, pounded by his enemies in Washington, Henry Cisneros is in trouble—and it’s all on tape.
With the end of the cold war, the Pantex nuclear facility is dismantling its bombs. Will nearby Amarillo’s environment and economy get blown to pieces?
Is Charles Voyd Harrelson a natural-born killer? His movie star son, Woody, isn’t sure—but I am.
When a teacher romances a student, are school officials to blame? That’s the crux of a case that began in the small town of Taylor and ended up in the U.S. Supreme court.
Gangs, guns, and getting in trouble are a way of life for too many teenagers in San Antonio’s projects.
He invented the boneless breast and made his chicken a household name. But now his critics are out to roast him.
With his starring role on The Larry Sanders Show, Rip Torn is no longer Rip scorned.
The family that plays together stays together. Meet one of the world’s most successful classical music clans.
If casino gambling comes to Texas, it’s a safe bet that the Pratt family of Dallas will be in on the jackpot.
Married for 32 years, my parents both died of AIDS, and we, their children, may never know why.
Some of the brightest country music stars—like Mark Chesnutt and Tracy Byrd—are born in the honky-tonks of Beaumont.
After fifteen years, Tommy Tune and Larry L. King are at it again: The sequel to the most famous musical about our state opens on Broadway.
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.
He’s a budget cutter in an era of consumption, a conservative Democrat in a party gone soft, a good ol’ boy with no polish or flash. So why is everyone buzzing about Texas comptroller John Sharp?
Once, the fight for funding and attention in college sports pitted women against men. Today, with women’s sports commanding greater respectability, it’s also women versus women, and the fight is uglier.
She was the princess who wore Tiffany perfume. He was the middle-class guy who raced cars. But when they met on the cystic fibrosis wing of a Dallas hospital, romance bloomed.
Are the legendary lawmen necessary? Yes, but their inability to grapple with the modern world threatens to make them irrelevant.
Forget what you’ve heard about Mexico City’s “urban hell.” From its well-organized workers to its highly evolved social system, it could be NAFTA’s greatest economic success story.
Until I house-sat there last year, I thought I knew rarefied Highland Park. To my surprise, it was much more fragile and defensive than it had seemed.
Once, country acts made art in Austin and money in Nashville. Today each place is a lot like the other, which is why more Texas singers are heading east.
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.
How 89-year-old Harvey Penick turned life’s lessons into a best-selling book—and followed it up with another master stroke.
Tuff Hedeman was born in El Paso and raised on rodeo. Today he’s one the best bull riders in the world.
Did Kay Bailey Hutchison do what she’s accused of—or did Democratic Party officials hatch a conspiracy to get her?
After ten low-key years, country singer turned mystery novelist Kinky Friedman is once again poised to hit the big time.
Police officers Randy Harris and Swany Davenport were called heroes for busting Dallas drug dealers. But when they broke the laws they had pledged to uphold, the dealers cried foul—and the heroes got busted.
At play in the fields of Mexico, onetime major leaguers find beisbol is an entirely different game.
If you want to see the real Texas, take a little extra time, turn off the interstates, and ride these alternate routes.
Scratch the surface of the Texas Lottery and you’ll find political opportunism, a cynical marketing campaign, and endless hype.
Decades after his family controlled Galveston’s liquor and gambling, 89-year-old Vic Maceo is clinging to his gangster past—and to his pistol.
What’s behind the Bureau’s bashing of its director, former San Antonio judge William Sessions? Go ask Alice.
After years of being alternately judged a great playwright and a great disappointment, Edward Albee has found his footing in Houston, where he teaches, socializes, and gets star treatment.
Dallas police say Charles Albright is the coldest, most depraved killer of women in the city’s history. To me, he seems like a perfect gentleman. Maybe too perfect.
From Paris to Dallas, everyone’s asking, Will the bullet train ever get on track?
There’s trouble brewing at the Capitol this spring, and it has lobbyists and legislators foaming at the mouth. The issue? Your right to drink a glass of fresh, tasty beer.
So what if Barney’s New Age niceness annoys some parents? His TV show is a hit with toddlers—and a financial bonanza for the Dallasites who brought him to life.
Since AIDS infected their lives, the proud, the deeply religious Allens have been left to ponder the eternal questions of faith and suffering.
All across Texas, vandals are searching for ancient treasures by looting Indian campgrounds—including the one on my family’s ranch.
He waffled about the Senate seat, then sought safe harbor in Bill Clinton’s cabinet. Why did Henry Cisneros choose HUD over headlines? Only he knows for sure.
Twenty years ago, we were two-steppers. Now we’re twelve-steppers, thanks to a set of self-help gurus.
For years he renounced his Texas ties. Now Larry McMurty is once again calling Archer City home.
Bill Clinton’s Arkansas isn’t the backwater you might think.
Not long after she made her trek from Texas to New York, Marla Hanson saw her modeling career end at the hands of a razor-wielding thug. Six years later, the cuts on her face have healed, but the emotional wounds remain.