Miami Stories

The Miami Stories initiative collects stories about Miami’s past, present, and future. Through this oral history project, HistoryMiami Museum documents life in the Magic City through written stories, video submissions, and audio recordings, which are preserved in the museum’s archive, and shared online and through local media outlets.


Your Story Matters

HistoryMiami Museum accepts written stories and video submissions on a rolling basis. We welcome written stories between 800-1,000 words and video stories under 5 minutes about life in Miami. We encourage storytellers to submit a photo with their written story. To submit a written story, complete the Miami Stories Submission Form. To submit a video story, click on the video story link.


How did you or your family get to Miami?

When do you feel like a Miamian?

What would you miss if you left Miami?

What makes Miami, Miami?

What do you see for Miami’s future?

Click here to submit your story today!
Click here to create a video and share on social media



Miami Stories Recording Booth



The Miami Stories Recording Booth allows the museum to capture audio stories at local events.


For more information about booking the Miami Stories Recording Booth, see the Recording Booth Information Sheet or contact us at




Explore the Miami Stories Archives


Click here to watch these videos with closed captioning.


Click here to access the Miami Stories Audio Archive




Mary Lou Pfeiffer

“Tonight we launch — where shall we anchor?” This was the motto chosen by the first graduating class at the new Ida M. Fisher High School in 1927, when the five graduates were honored with their diplomas. My mother, Helen E. Johnson, was the class president and her… Read More

Cecile “Cissy” Holly  Rosen

The story begins with two people, Mary and Ed.  Both born normal healthy babies, Mary in January 1913 and Ed in July 1915. Mary was the fifth child of Cecilia and Sam Silverman.  She had an older brother and three older sisters to love her and help take care… Read More

Orquedia Barouh

The first time I saw my father cry was on March 14, 1967. I was 26, he was 57. Dad, Mom and I were saying goodbye to Cuba forever. Hours later, we landed in Miami. After our documentation was received, we reunited with my mother’s sister, Estela. We arrived… Read More

Anne  Houlberg

In 1934 my family moved from Deland, Florida, to Miami. I was 6 years old, and my siblings were 12 to 20. We were delighted with our new city. Though my siblings sometimes yearned for the town we had left, I was perfectly happy in our new place from the… Read More

N Loreto Grand

“Why Miami, why not New York?” My aunt (then chief nurse of the Nurses Corps of the armed forces of the Philippines) screamed at me.  She voiced concern about the immigration issues Miami was facing in the early ’80s and preferred that I go to the “Big Apple” to experience… Read More