Envisioning a Border Without Walls

If President Donald Trump succeeds in building a “great, great wall along the southern border,” as he again promised in his joint address to Congress last week, it will be an environmental and human disaster. Should the federal government extend Bush-era sections of walls and fencing already in place along the U.S.-Mexico border, it will fragment vital habitat, blight pristine natural areas, run the risk of severe flooding, and further militarize a border region home to some 15 million inhabitants on both sides. No one disputes the notion that a country should have safe and secure borders. But Trump’s “great wall” isn’t the only solution. There is a better way. Keep reading at Sierra

Inside the Nation’s First Bilingual University

“The question of the day is: Are you smart?” professor José Saldívar announced at the start of class. “Don’t just give me a yes-or-no answer. Tell me why.” Seated in a sparkling new classroom at the University of Texas Rio Grande Valley’s Edinburg campus, with rolling chairs in the school colors — blue, green and burnt orange — students inched closer together to debate the value of innate ability versus hard work. Their conversations might have occurred in any first-year seminar, but for one key difference: They took place in both English and Spanish, often at the same time. Keep reading at the Texas Observer

Discovering the Rio Grande Valley’s Hidden Byways

When I told my wife, Laura, about my idea of a road trip across the Rio Grande Valley, she was initially skeptical. “What will you see that you haven’t seen before?” she asked. Her point was well-taken. Since we first moved to South Texas a decade ago, I’ve done my fair share of traveling. And don’t road trips typically involve some far-flung locale, rather than one’s own backyard? Still, I had an idea. What if instead of traveling in the fast lane of the expressway, I traveled on the Valley’s “old” highways—today’s “business” routes—where I’d stop for red lights in each new town, rather than zipping by in a blur of billboards and chain restaurants? Keep reading at Texas Highways

¡Viva la Huelga!

The fiftieth anniversary ceremony began with the singing of a corrido. As the guests of honor found their seats on the stage of the octagonal-roofed Kiosk on the first day of June, Daria Vera shuffled to the mic, gripping an official program with the lyrics on the back cover. The guitarist and accordionist struck up the first chord. Her deep, gravel-lined, distinctive contralto struggled to carry over the rumble of the cross-border freight trucks hemming us in on parallel one-way arteries of Highway 83 through downtown Rio Grande City, Texas. But then a high-pitched grito emanated from among the metal folding chairs lined up on the sidewalk, followed by a familiar cry:“¡Viva la Huelga!” (Long live the strike!) Daria’s singing rose up over the din of the traffic, over the murmur of greetings and fifty years’ worth of catching up. In time, her voice regained the volume and assurance of another era, as the corrido’s couplets began to tell its story. Keep reading at the Oxford American

The Early Bird’s Reward

When nature enthusiasts think of the Rio Grande Valley, they most often picture the glimmering resacas and moss-hung forests of destinations like the Santa Ana National Wildlife Refuge. But venturing farther upriver, away from the large cities and the tropical influence of the Gulf Coast, one finds a strikingly different landscape of rolling ranchland, sheer bluffs, and Old West frontier towns. Not long ago, my wife, Laura, and I headed west from our home in McAllen to explore the natural offerings of Starr County. We hoped to find not only scenic vistas of starkly beautiful country but also bird and plant species that can’t be found anywhere else in the United States. Keep reading at Texas Highways

Navigating the Past

The first words out of my son Byrdie’s mouth when I pick him up from school are usually, “Did you know that… ?”, followed in turn by the latest astonishing facts he’s discovered in kindergarten that day. Lately, he’s been interested in history—especially dinosaurs and ancient civilizations—and so my wife Laura and I decided it would be a good time to take him and his sister Ana to the Museum of South Texas History, which chronicles the heritage of the Rio Grande Valley from the Cretaceous Period to the present day. Keep reading at Texas Highways.

Making a Stink

For as long as Abril and Ariss Cosino could remember, the noxious odor had been part of life in South Tower Estates, an unincorporated community of 3,300 near the Texas-Mexico border. Residents complained about it and told their children not to play outside on days when it was particularly bad. But the sisters didn’t know what was causing the rotten-egg smell until they participated in a summer leadership program organized by the nonprofit A Resource in Serving Equality. That’s when they learned about the antiquated wastewater lagoons across the street from their house, hidden by an embankment and a barbed wire fence. “The sewage doesn’t even come from our neighborhood,” Ariss explains. It’s sent there by the adjacent city of Alamo. “As Hispanic, low-income people, we have to deal with their stuff. When we found that out, we wanted to do something.” Keep reading at Sierra.