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Zora Neale Hurston's Home
St. Augustine Florida
Zora Neale Hurston was a teacher for a very short time at Florida Memorial College during World War II This is where she stayed. Her contribution to the history of St. Augustine was her article on Fort Mose. The house is located on King Street in West St. Augustine.
Online Zora Plays at the Library of Congress

Cold Keener, a Revue
De Turkey and de Law: A Comedy in Three Acts
Forty Yards
Lawing and Jawing
Meet the Mamma: A Musical Play in Three Acts
The Mule-Bone: A Comedy of Negro Life in Three Acts
Poker!
Polk County: A Comedy of Negro Life on a Sawmill Camp with Authentic Negro Music in Three Acts

Spunk
Woofing
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Zora Recordings Available online at the Library of Congress

Georgia Skin
Interview with Wallace Quarterman, part 1
Interview with Wallace Quarterman, part 2
Interview with Wallace Quarterman, part 3
Description of lining track
Georgia Skin
Tilly, Lend Me Your Pigeon
Oh Mr. Brown
Halimuhfack
Dat Old Black Gal
Mule on the Mount
Uncle Bud
Wake Up, Jacob
Crow Dance
Po' Gal
Stewboy

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Zora Neale Hurston was born in Eatonville, Florida (January 7, 1891)  and became a writer, anthropologist, and folklorist. At the age of 14 she traveled with a drama troupe - Gilbert and Sullivan. She went to at Morgan Academy (graduated 1918), Howard University (associate degree 1920), Barnard College and Columbia University (studying under anthropologist, Dr. Franz Boas.) Her first short story was "John Redding Goes to Sea" in the Howard literary magazine. She was awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship in 1928. Hurston wrote  3 novels: Jonah's Gourd Vine (1934), Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937), and Moses, Man of the Mountain (1939), and an autobiography, Dust Tracks on a Dirt Road (1942). In the 1928 and 29 Hurston made a few ethnographic movies as a project director. She was a folklorist with the Federal Writers' Project in Florida.  She died in poverty in 1960.
"Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at de sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground." Zora Neale Hurston
"You are right in assuming that I am indifferent to the pattern of things.  I am.  I have never liked stale phrases and bodyless courage.  I have the nerve to walk my own way, however hard, in my search for reality, rather than clink upon the rattling wagon of wishful illusions."
Zora Neale Hurston