A letter from the editor of Orlando, The City's Magazine.
A text arrives from the operating room, and other oddities.
Tunes, awards, and confronting the past.
The roads not taken (and for good reason).
The "Awww'' issue.
Greg Dawson muses on his new journey.
Best of Orlando: Our people.
What’s in name? Greg Dawson answers that question when he researches the science behind street-naming in new developments.
The power of great teachers.
Greg Dawson is eager to be called for jury duty—except when he’s not.
Greg Dawson ponders the Florida heat and the estimated temperature of hell.
Freaky encounters with Mother Nature.
Greg Dawson recalls the good ol’ days of school recess, and finds that this cherished—and essential—play time for kids is quickly disappearing.
A harvest of awards, a pinch of sleuthing.
According to Greg Dawson, the real “walking dead” are all around us, glued to their cell phones.
Like, love or wow? It’s complicated.
While reflecting on the city’s growth, Greg Dawson notes that the only constant is change
Stuck in the past—and loving it.
Sweet disasters that stick in the memory.
Greg Dawson muses on men’s most challenging day of the year.
Greg Dawson is feeling the heat of a New Year’s meltdown.
When memories can be larger than life.
Greg Dawson gauges his potential as a life coach and comes up a little short.
The beauty of doctors as storytellers.
Greg Dawson laments the need for team sports outside Publix—students raising money so they can keep their sports groups alive.
The importance of good works.
Addicted to burgers on the run.
Greg Dawson never falls for financial seminars—unless a steak is at stake.
Pets as ministers of good cheer.
Greg Dawson has doubts about the “warm welcome” he gets when he enters a store.
Greg Dawson discovers that you can go home again, but it probably won’t be exactly as you remembered it.
Best of Orlando—the cutting-room floor.
Greg Dawson is feeling kind of antsy about a possible takeover from below.
A look back at the first 50 Most Powerful issue.
Reflections on grits and nitwits.
Greg Dawson gets all misty eyed—from debris sent airborne by leaf blowers.