My dad was born a city boy in Houston, Texas, in 1937. When he was around nine, my grandfather closed his Houston restaurant and...

A gentleman doesn’t ride in the back of a shared taxi with a lady if he can avoid it.

Conroe, Texas, is not a large town, and, when I was growing up there, it was smaller still. Houston might as have been a million miles...

Unless your napkin is tucked firmly between your legs, the napkin patrol is going to get it.