Leonard Woolsey

I grew up misunderstanding the following phrase from my elders: “I've forgotten more than you'll ever know.”

I grew up misunderstanding the following phrase from my elders: “I’ve forgotten more than you’ll ever know.”

“You always remember the first time; what you rarely see coming is the last time.” Last week, during a dark, forgettable mini-series, a character mused over her life.

The surf festival held Saturday off 28th Street and Seawall Boulevard was nothing short of doggone good clean fun.

Not since "Jaws" hit theaters in 1975 has a summer phrase sent people running in terror quite like "explosive diarrhea," also known as Cyclospora.

Last week, I stepped through a creaky screen door and into a one-room restaurant you could have used as a movie set in the late 1950s or early ‘60s — worn brown vinyl booths, unfinished concrete floors, and a film on the ceiling from decades of cranking out authentic soul food.

Last week, I stepped through a creaky screen door and into a one-room restaurant you could have used as a movie set in the late 1950s or early ‘60s — worn brown vinyl booths, unfinished concrete floors, and a film on the ceiling from decades of cranking out authentic soul food.

If state lawmakers have their way — and so far, they are — Texans using certain THC products for health benefits will be branded as outlaws.

The League City council this week heard concerns from residents about the Flock camera network operating on city streets. People raised questions about privacy and how data collected with the cameras would be used.

“You can't do anything,” said the brown teddy bear. My then-young son tilted his head, unsure of what he'd just heard.