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About juanzqui7

Former Texas reporter, columnist and editorial writer.

Happy hour and anarchy: good for the soul

I SPENT much of my day feeling depressed and frustrated over a letter from the IRS that was waiting for me when I got home yesterday following my South Texas trip. Not a big deal: not an audit or anything … Continue reading →

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50 years and counting: Looking back at an unremarkable high school experience

FIFTY YEARS AGO tonight I walked across a makeshift stage in the center of the dilapidated gym of my high school to receive my diploma. When I walked out of that gymnasium, I never looked back. I never went back … Continue reading →

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‘They’ll be waiting for me; I’ll be there tonight’ — A final conversation with a man who was about to die

FIVE YEARS AGO today, at 6:19 p.m., the State of Texas took the life of my friend, Rogelio Reyes Cannady. Ten more days and he would have been 38 years old. He had been behind bars more than half of … Continue reading →

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Cut back on energy use? Great idea and I’d do it — but I’m not perfect

MY LAUGH OF the day comes from a New York Times piece on “environmentalists” in the Seattle area practicing for a massive kayak flotilla event next Saturday to protest the plans by Shell Oil to lease a terminal at the … Continue reading →

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This is what she did. This is what my mother did.

THIS IS WHAT she did: She ate the brown bananas and other over-ripe fruits so that we didn’t have to. She removed the nata — that film that forms on the surface of milk when you heat it, as when you … Continue reading →

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A brief — very brief — visit to a pleasant past

THERE SEEMS TO be a lot of home repair work being done in my neighborhood this week, and I’ve become accustomed to the sounds of construction. Hammers banging against wood. Electric saws grinding through planks. Drills boring through two-by-fours. The … Continue reading →

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Nickels and dimes versus nation and world

IT’S BEEN A couple of weeks now since I saw the Alley Theatre’s excellent production of Arthur Miller’s All My Sons, yet it seems that hardly a day goes by without my thinking of the play, and of certain scenes … Continue reading →

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My life after The Houston Post: 20 years and counting

THE HOUSTON POST was killed 20 years ago today. It is perhaps fitting that on this day many former employees of the newspaper will be gathering at a Bellaire church to pay tribute to a fellow “Post Toastie,” Fred King, … Continue reading →

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The mysterious Mr. King — and why did he hate my guts?

IN MY UNENDING and thankless quest to rid my home of clutter, I came across my high school and junior high report cards. Why I’ve saved those, I have no idea. I used to have my grade cards from junior … Continue reading →

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BOOKS: Mexico and violence as seen by two different sets of eyes

I STARTED READING María Venegas’ Bullet Proof Vest: The Ballad of An Outlaw and His Daughter several months ago but about a quarter of the way through her memoir, the release of several new books that I felt compelled to … Continue reading →

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