After 30 years of shaping the pages of this magazine with his signature creativity, Photo Editor J. Griffis Smith retired from Texas Highways this summer.
Explore the history of the Central Texas town of Salado with the summer production of Salado Legends.
George Strait is parking his tour bus for good, but not before playing a final blowout in his home state.
Combining artistry, craftsmanship, and functionality, Japanese samurai armor reflects the valor of the historic warrior class.
It’s a year of milestones for the Burton Cotton Gin Festival (April 25-26), which marks its 25th anniversary of celebrating the area’s cotton farming heritage.
Cat Spring must have seemed like a dream come true for the German immigrants who settled the community in the 1830s.
In addition to providing a diversion for fidgety hands and keeping us warm in the winter, the quilt is also the subject of scholarly study at the University of Texas’ Briscoe Center for American History.
Honor the legacy and spirit of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. on January 18, 2014 as the Garland Branch of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People hosts its 25th annual MLK Parade and March, followed by a MLK Commemorative Program at Granville Arts Center.
The same natural beauty and fertility that first attracted Native Americans and some of Texas’ earliest settlers to the pine forests on the Colorado River still make Bastrop a welcoming escape today. Bastrop capitalizes on its rich heritage with historic neighborhoods and a downtown full of restored buildings that house charming shops and cafés.
There's something spine-chilling happening in Paris! It's drawing the undead.
I was sitting at the lunch counter of Coots’ Drugstore, at the corner of Marsh Lane and Walnut Hill Road in Dallas. We had been let out of school that Friday so that we could follow President John F. Kennedy as he and First Lady Jacqueline Kennedy landed at Love Field and then rode in a motorcade through downtown. But the excitement turned to anguish and confusion as news came over the radio that the president had been shot and killed.
It will be dusk or already dark as you enter through the gates at Screams Halloween Theme Park in Waxahachie, flames shooting skyward from the parapet of the haunted castle, fog rolling down the hill. You’ll walk past a cemetery, where mysterious dark figures lumber in the shadows. Immersed in Halloween for the evening—not just the 15 minutes or so that a standard haunted house might offer—you’re in for a frightful night. Lurking within are dozens of costumed actors, trained in the art of surprising their targets. After all, gory prosthetic wounds and menacing chainsaw props can only go so far: Getting scared is all about being startled.