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Hundreds in downtown Pensacola pass by it every day, but most don’t know what happened right here, in our hometown. In 1964, Hank Killam died from a wound to his […]

History remembers the important names. John F. Kennedy. Lee Harvey Oswald. Jack Ruby. Henry “Hank” Killam was not one of those names. He was not a politician, a government official,

For more than half a century, locals around Pensacola knew they could walk up to the pharmacy counter and get two things from William Thomas Alfred: expert care and a

If a person drives north from Milton, Florida, something wonderful begins to happen. The traffic thins. The buildings fall away. The land opens beneath a broad Southern sky, and the

Donald was tired. Just like every other night, he had worked at the bar until closing. He was a mainstay at the Cutty Sark Lounge on Mobile Highway. It was

More than sixty years later, the question refuses to die: Did Lee Harvey Oswald act alone—or was the assassination of President John F. Kennedy part of something larger? That debate

John Wesley Hardin became a legend. Deputy Charles M. Webb became a footnote. It should have been the other way around. Only about twenty-six years old, Charlie Webb had already

On Saturday night, September 15, 1934, downtown Pensacola was alive. Palafox Street was still the center of the city, crowded with shoppers, automobiles, restaurants, bars, and people enjoying an evening

Not long after Hank Killam reportedly spoke those chilling words, he was found on a downtown Pensacola street, bleeding from a fatal wound to his neck. His 1964 death was