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.

BART Drivers and the Importance of Being Human

San Francisco’s BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) system wasn’t the world’s first automated transit system, or even the first in this country. But it was among the first all-new American rapid transit systems designed in the 20th century. BART was … Continue reading

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A Crate of Oranges

Number-three daughter asked me to see if I could get a pomegranate. This was a week or so back, in mid-January. There weren’t any in the produce section. Or, rather, I didn’t see any. So I asked when, or if, … Continue reading

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Early Diagnosis, Tardy Treatment, and a Gimpy Hip

When I was in college, first time through, someone who had one leg in a cast struck up a conversation with me. He was clearly not having a good time. His leg, particularly his foot, was healing from a motorcycle … Continue reading

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A Prayer For America: Seems Reasonable

Monday’s presidential inauguration may edge the Los Angeles wildfires off the top of my news feed. Momentarily, at least. About that, and results of the election: I’m not political. I haven’t and won’t frantically declare one candidate or party as … Continue reading

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Kids, a Subway Station, and Offhand Advice

One of the many things I liked about living in San Francisco was the city’s public transportation system. I don’t know about the situation now. But a half-century ago I could get up, eat breakfast, catch a cable car, connect … Continue reading

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