Author Archives: Brian H. Gill

About Brian H. Gill

I was born in 1951. I'm a husband, father and grandfather. One of the kids graduated from college in December, 2008, and is helping her husband run businesses and raise my granddaughter; another is a cartoonist and artist; #3 daughter is a writer; my son is developing a digital game with #3 and #1 daughters. I'm also a writer and artist.

Love of Country, Within Reason (and a Big Nutcracker)

“A Minnesota town now boasts the world’s tallest nutcracker“Sarah Raza, AP (July 18, 2026) “Crossing the open farmland of southwestern Minnesota, you’ll encounter an otherworldly sight: a massive head with a beard, mustache and red-striped top hat looming over the … Continue reading

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Married is Married

This is going to be another comparatively-short one. Today I’m focusing on part of another step in those family property/estate/whatever arrangements I mentioned last week. Or, rather, on something that came up during the process. But first, a little background. … Continue reading

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Potpourri Post: Family Business and an Exoplanet With Air

It’s been quite a week. Smoke, probably from fires near the Minnesota-Canada border and elsewhere raised — or lowered — air quality here to hazardous levels. I’ve probably got the best respiratory system in the household, but even I was … Continue reading

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Something Different: Sharing Art and Experience

I keep meaning to get back to this, but haven’t. About six months back, I was introduced to an ‘art’ site: It’s — no, you’re better off checking it out yourself. You’ll find a small but varied set of pictures/paintings, … Continue reading

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Independence Day, 250 Years Later

Two and a half centuries back, quite a few English subjects who were living in colonies strung along North America’s east cast had become fed up. Thoroughly. Like pretty much anything else involving humans, it’s complicated. It wasn’t just paying … Continue reading

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