Originally written by Pete Seeger, Where Have all the Flowers Gone?, is performed by Fred Lee (Vocals) and Jack Quine (Guitar) for WFSU's studio event in October 2017 called "Vietnam: No Single Story, No Single Song." See the full...
Don’t call them the Curry Brothers. Tommy and Jimmy may be brothers, but Galen is their cousin. When they started performing together as a group in Tommy and Jimmy’s hometown of Port St. Joe, they didn’t have a name...
In the 1870s, Cebe Tate pursued a panther into a swamp that would become his personal hell. Today, Tate's Hell has an important relationship to the Apalachicola Bay estuary, and offers many recreational opportunities. Read...
Chloe Thompson is a ninth grader at SAIL High School in Tallahassee. Chloe is our WFSU Ecology intern for the spring of 2021, and she is tasked with helping Apalachee Audubon in their many projects at Lake Elberta. One...
Juvenal Havyarimana, M.D., an emergency room physician at Capital Regional Medical Center in Tallahassee, talks about his life and his career in medicine. Born in Burundi in East Africa, Dr. Havyariman grew up in a refugee camp in Tanzania....
WFSU Ecology Producer Rob Diaz de Villegas catches the sunrise with Don Morrow, a man who spends many mornings counting the shorebirds along the Gulf of Mexico.
Originally Posted December 17, 2020
It’s a little after 6:00 am, and all I...
A look at urban renewal through the historical lens of Smokey Hollow, a small African American neighborhood in Tallahassee, Florida.
A new season of the Southern Shakespeare Company is underway. January 2016 kicked off in January with the auditions for their new play. This is the second season for the company. April 2015 marked the return of the Southern...
The ferocious Florida Gator, seen as a nuisance by many, he truly is a southern icon. And the bad behavior of a few of these Florida natives shouldn't paint the entire swamp dwelling group with a bad reputation....
At Fred George Basin Greenway, geologist Harley Means takes us to two sinkholes that may one day become one of the Red Hills’ sinkhole lakes.
I’m off trail, following Harley Means into a hole in the ground. Maybe not so...
