
July 1988 Issue

Features


The Meanest River
Yes, it’s muddy, it’s treacherous, and it smells bad enough to gag a skunk; but it’s also the only thing between us and Oklahoma.

Notes From the Underground
Seven Central Texas caves put on the summer’s best rock show.

One Tough Yankee Banker
Deadlines came and deadlines went, and Bob Abboud still could not seal the deal to bail out First City. But with his ego and $1 billion plus on the line, he’d be damned if he’d back down first.
Texas Primer: Forty-Two
Move over, Trivial Pursuit. Out of the way, Pictionary. Texas’ very own domino game is making a comeback at the age of 101.
Columns

Button Pushers
Dealing drugs along the border is a risky, illegal business—unless you happen to be one of the nine Texans licensed to sell peyote.
Country Boys
A battle over a vacant state Senate seat reveals that the scars from years of Democratic party infighting haven’t healed yet.
Writing on the Rio
The only way to see Big Bend’s canyons is from the river, but that doesn’t mean you have to get wet, eat trail mix, or give up Bach.
Domain Supplement
The Calypso Kitchen
Like the climate it comes from, Jamaican food is hot, bright, and unforgettable. Four Seasons chef Robert McGrath cooks to a Tex-reggae beat in an electrifying summer menu.
Miscellany
State Secrets
Go to junior college and see the world; the U.S. Supreme Court looks askance on Texas’ legal bills; a Hispanic political institution at the crossroads; does George Bush have coattails?