Column: For the sake of everyone involved, make the NFL safer
By IAN COHEN | Jan. 16, 2017On Sunday afternoons, the TV was on.
On Sunday afternoons, the TV was on.
Neel finds success at Freeman Memorial
No. 19 Florida needed a freshman to close out its conference rival.
Ronni Williams still believes the Florida women’s basketball team can bounce back from its rough start to SEC play.
It had been 308 days since the Gators competed in a home meet in the O’Connell Center.
During a candlelight vigil walk Thursday, two UF students held signs pointing in opposite directions.
Fresh off a 14-hour flight from South Korea, where they were once held captive, two puppies found a new home in Gainesville on Monday.
Claudia Diaz doesn’t remember immigrating to the U.S. when she was 3 years old, but her family was only allowed to stay through the “wet foot, dry foot” policy.
Lamar Miller never had children of his own, but while he taught at UF for 13 years, he viewed his graduate students as his own.
One day before the country celebrated the life of civil rights leader Martin Luther King Jr., a group of about 10 white people addressed racism in Gainesville.
A Gainesville woman bit two bouncers at Fat Daddy’s on Monday, Gainesville Police said.
Some University Police officers will see a 1.5 percent pay increase for the next three years, starting this month. On Friday, the UF Board of Trustees ratified the contract between UF and the Police Benevolent Association, which represents police officers in Florida. Officers and sergeants will see
Martin Luther King Jr., the 1963 March on Washington, “I have a dream”: We’re all familiar with the story. Every third Monday in January, we observe and honor the man who fought racism and paved the way for civil rights — at least, this is what most can say about him. It’s not a bad description, by any means. It’s quite beautiful, actually. The thing is, that tweet-length description of King’s legacy is incomplete. Grossly incomplete. King wasn’t simply this saintly fi gure we’ve come to martyrize: the “Santa Claus-ifi cation” of King, as renowned social-justice activist Cornel West describes. Close your eyes for a minute and conjure your image of King. You’ll likely imagine that August day when King stood before hundreds of thousands of people and told the world about his dream: one of the greatest moments in our country’s history,
Students of UF and Gainesville residents: I have something to reveal to you. It’s something I’ve spent a lot of time refl ecting on, and it’s something I’ve only spoken of to a few close friends. It’s rather personal, so I hope I don’t make you too uncomfortable when I come clean. I made a realization over Winter Break; people who cared about me confronted me and made clear that I needed to look within myself if I was ever going to be content. I need to be open about this. I am an automaton. I’m not quite a robot in the traditional sense, but I’m far from a golem. The word robot usually implies advanced machinery or complicated electronics. In reality, I’m steam-powered, and there are fewer ones and zeros and more levers and gears. That’s not to say I’m not relatable. I’m just like any other student, despite my leadfi lled veins and spring-loaded spinal cord. I love taking walks around campus. I love Century Tower; there’s one bell in particu
Though she only spoke to Roselle Derequito a few times, Jonessa Cortes, 22, wept when she talked about the little memories they shared.
Underneath the yellow-rose-covered hat topped with two large white feathers, Jessika Cooney is a shy 18-year-old who plays the flute and watches anime with her identical twin sister, Sara.
Displaying her scarlet and gold tie, Georgia Isherwood got ready to craft her own magic wand out of pipe cleaners and feathers Saturday.
The student-body president of Santa Fe High School will meet with the president of the United States this March.
The More in Midtown project began Wednesday, and some local businesses are looking forward to the final result.
As college students, we think we’re immortal. Not in the “guzzles-a-four-pack-of-Red-Bull-and-jumps-of-a-roof” type of way, though. Of course, those people are out there. We think we’re immortal because of how far we plan ahead. We pick our majors with a rough idea of what we want to do with our lives. We have an idea of where we want to live and what industry we want to work in, for the most part. By the time we reach our last academic year, we more or less have an outline of the exact job we’re going to get and how we’re going to get it. We think we’re immortal because we are assuming nothing happens to us before we get there.