Archives for July 2019

This piece is about me and my snuff-dipping oral surgeon and professor cousin Roy Kindrick. I hope somebody gets a hoot out of it.

I had to look it up to be sure. A maxillofacial surgeon is a medical expert in face, mouth, and jaw surgery.

That’s my first cousin and lifelong friend, Dr. Roy D. Kindrick, a snuff-dipping dental specialist and assistant clinical professor in the department of oral and maxillofacial surgery at the Texas A&M University College of Dentistry and Baylor University Medical Center Oral and Maxillofacial Residency Program.

This is a mouthful, I know, but there is plenty more.

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Action Magazine can now be viewed in its entirety on the world wide web. We are completely online.

It took me long enough to get there.

In addition to the complete publication issues, the site includes select Sam Kindrick columns, advertising rates and ad measurements, a history of the 35-year-old entertainment publication, photos of me and compadre Joe Cardenas, whose son Danny designs many of our better color covers, and some kind words of appreciation to webmaster Harry Thomas, the knowledgeable computer “techie” who put it all together.

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He called me Soul. He gave me strength and saved my ass. He was an angel with a microphone, the safety net I needed back during the mid-1970s when I was free-falling out of the daily newspaper business.

Ron Houston is the name.The greatest voice in the history of San Antonio radio.

Maybe you read his obituary last month in the newspaper. Death, they say, has silenced the mellifluous voice. How this can be I am not sure. Over more than 40 years, Ron Houston and I were intent upon living forever. It was a feeling we both had, and a feeling which I experienced again last month as I stood next to a little gold-colored urn in the First United Methodist Church of Blanco, Texas.

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I was touched with a sense of both sadness and regret when I read that Elmer Kelton had died at his home in San Angelo.

Kelton was kind to me when I functioned as a kid reporter on the San Angelo Standard-Times back in the early-1960s, and I was saddened that he had departed this earth at the age of 83 from what his wife Anna described as “multiple causes.”

My big regret is that I didn’t get to know Kelton better, for he was to become the greatest western novelist of all time, and a Texas legend-in-the-making who will surely grow in death to be bigger than the “Staked Plain” and “Spindletop” combined.

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I know it’s a bit late for Christmas stories but I’ve got one that is just too hairy to keep under wraps. It would be more fitting for halloween, but one can’t always pick the season for reports on creepy, crawly, multi-legged creatures which might appear on a darkened sidewalk.

The event of which I write took place in the King William area of San Antonio two nights prior to Christmas Eve. The precise spot would be on the Alamo Street sidewalk, at the intersection of Alamo and Wickes streets, at about 11 o’clock at night.

This is an area directly in front of the restaurant and saloon known as Casbeers at the Church, a multi-level eatery and live music venue which is actually housed in a former Methodist Church building which is almost a hundred years old.

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The June 12 Express-News death notice of former Bexar County Sheriff Harlon Copeland brought back a torrent of bad memories which I have never attempted to shut the door on.

Copeland and his deputies represented only one of several law enforcement agencies which were to bust me for drugs during the middle and late 1980s, a tragi-comic period of pitiful and incomprehensible personal demoralization in my life.

Getting busted by Copeland and his bevy of beer belly Keystone Cops with deputy badges was an indicator of my mental frame of mind at the time.

[Read more…] about Sheriff Harlon Copeland: R.I.P.

This will be my first-ever and (hopefully) my last critique of modern-day Christian church music.

Call me a prehistoric throwback, an ignorant Junction redneck, or even an infidel by 21st century standards, but I firmly believe that most contemporary music heard in protestant churches today sucks.

[Read more…] about Contemporary Church Racket

This will be the final report on Petey the wonder dog, my tough little Jack Russell Terrier who guarded our truck and slept under my covers for the better part of 16 years.

Petey is gone now. I had to put the ornery little booger down on May 9. It was the hardest decision I have ever made, and my roiled emotions and shattered heart have delayed this column until the present.

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After 43 years and 10 months of continued publication without missing a single issue, I have pulled the plug.

The world knows that print advertising is going the way of the buffalo and manual Royal typewriters, but a dearth of paying advertisers is only part of it. And I can’t cite health problems as a major factor, although I am being treated for thyroid cancer which metastasized to my sternum.

Treatment is going well and I feel fine at this time. I have reason to believe I will beat the cancer, and I still had some faithful advertisers when I reached this decision.

So why have I ceased publication at this point in time?

[Read more…] about The January issue of Action Magazine was the last one

Happy Fourth of July from Action Magazine and the Kindrick family. We have glad tidings to report this July 4, much better than the doom and gloom from last year’s painful Independence day experience.

First on the good news list is the favorable medical report that just came in on my thyroid cancer. Second on the glad tidings list is my decision to rebuild the Action Magazine website into a personal blog which will carry photos, old and new Kindrick columns, occasional articles, and personal opinions – both popular and otherwise.

Now working on the new web presence is webmaster Harry Thomas, former graphics artist with the Express and News and the Action Magazine web guy who was with me from the beginning of our online presence. . There is none better in the business than Harry. We will again be on the world wide web.

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