The end of honor When Don Zaidle called me in 2002, I had no idea what to expect. Don was a large, gregarious fellow, with a huge beard and shoulder-length hair, although he was bald as an egg on top. He reminded me of Grizzly Adams. He was also the managing editor of Texas Fish & Game magazine, and he opened the conversation with, “Hemphill, you write that newspaper column that irritates everybody, don’t you?” I allowed that my column had, on occasion, angered some readers, but sin ...