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.

Wind Chill Warning, and Our Furnace is Out

Friday morning. The weather station at Sauk Centre’s municipal airport has been offline for a few days. In places like, say, New York City or Seattle, I suspect this would be a “crisis.” Around here, it’s January. A bit more … Continue reading

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Wind Chill Warning, Weather Advisory, Health and Me

Saturday afternoon, my wife told me that I was staying inside for the weekend. She was right. A wind chill warning would be in effect until around midday Sunday. I’ve been experiencing ‘nothing serious’ for a week or so now. … Continue reading

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Epiphany, the Magi and Me: The Big Aha!

(From James Tissot, via Wikidata, used w/o permission.) (James Tissot’s “Journey of the Magi.” (1890s)) “We Three Kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar. Field and fountain, Moor and mountain, Following yonder Star….” (“We Three Kings,” John Henry … Continue reading

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Jesus, Human on His Mother’s Side: the Incarnation

We’re celebrating the birth of Jesus this weekend. Saturday night’s Gospel reading starts with “…a decree went out from Caesar Augustus….” About halfway along, we hear that Joseph finally found a place to stay in Bethlehem: but not exactly five-star … Continue reading

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A Poem and a Picture: Pip’s Christmas

I’m working on a “Christmas” post that should be ready by tomorrow morning. But in case it’s not, here’s something seasonal and slightly silly. Pip’s Christmas ‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop Nothing was stirring, you … Continue reading

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