Words by McKenna Oakley We’ve all been there. Mouths agape, eyebrows scrunched, fingers once unzipping your worn-leather wallet, frozen in disbelief. You filled the grocery cart with nothing more than ...

Words by Za'Nya Davis Using storage units for housing is illegal in many states, yet it is an experience many Americans have faced. According to a 2025 survey by Storage Units, one in five Americans h ...

Words by Ambar Ramirez and Carmen Macri The Cultural Council of Greater Jacksonville is a nonprofit dedicated to enriching life in Northeast Florida through arts and culture. Sounds simple enough, ...

Words by Savanna Stillwagner The living, breathing performing art culture in Northeast Florida had to hold its breath last year after unexpected funding cuts statewide took that breath away. The ...

Originally, it was simply a place where community members came together around shared religious interests. But after St. Johns County purchased the ...

The Betrayal of the Firefighters Continues Words by Chip Drysdale As a 30-year veteran of the Jacksonville Fire and Rescue Department (JFRD), I am currently a battalion chief and have served as the ...

Jimmy Brown has been holding down the heartbeat of UB40 since the very first downbeat in 1978, before they were chart-toppers, before “Red Red Wine” became a worldwide sing along, before reggae in ...

The Chief Who Dismantled Morale One Officer at a Time Words by Carmen Macri and Ambar Ramirez “Folio” recently received a tip from a local Fernandina Beach resident pertaining to a long list of ...

Words by Teresa Spencer Florida loves to remind you it’s the Sunshine State. Just don’t expect that sunshine to hit your joint if you’re staying at a hotel. Here’s the blunt truth: even if you’ve got ...

Words by Ambar Ramirez and Carmen Macri Hair holds memories; it’s a language, an extension of self. Hair is sacred, both a protest and pride. It’s ancestral, history you can touch, a quiet intimacy.

Words by Kaili Cochran On June 29, protesters lined the streets of downtown St. Augustine, holding signs reading “Ban Horse Carriages” and chanting over the steady clip-clop of hooves. Tourists paused ...