Did I ever tell you how I ended up in GNV? Funny story. Well, serendipitous anyway. It was the early…
Like a GNV neon rainbow
With apologies to the Box Tops. The city lights, the pretty lights They can warm the coldest nights All the…
It was like picking money up off the ground
During my 30 years as editorial page editor of the Gainesville Sun I had a habit of calling myself a…
Of war, peacemaking…and music
The war that changed their young lives forever has been over for half a century. But, improbably, their anti-war activism…
Accomplice to the crime
Correction: An earlier version of this blog stated that the section of South Main Street where a cyclist was killed…
What I saw on my Thanksgiving ramble around GNV
On a cool, gray Thanksgiving morning I mounted my bicycle in order to take stock of GNV as we approach…
An explosion of color, creativity and enterprise
In a Gainesville Sun column earlier this year – back when The Sun was still publishing columns, letters to the…
It’s been a lovely cruise
With apologies to Jimmy Buffet. The final day of our five-day Forgotten Coast Tour began in Crawfordville and ended nearly…
Carrabelle and Sopchoppy bound
Day four of our Forgotten Coast Tour. The sun was out but a nasty wind was blowing across Apalachicola Bay.…
Reflections on the ‘new’ Apalachicola
Apalachicola has always been a place where men go down to the sea..or at least down to the great bay…
