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.

Sunset, Nativity Scene, Freezing Fog and Frosted Trees

(The great convergence, probably behind those clouds. (December 22, 2020)) I could have put either of these two photos in an earlier post. But I didn’t. So here they are now. (Christmas lights: our kitty-corner neighbors. (December 22, 2020)) I … Continue reading

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New Year’s Eve, 2020: I Imagine We Will Survive

Today is New Year’s Eve. It’s also Saint Sylvester’s Day, the 420th anniversary of the British East India Company’s charter and the 141st anniversary of Thomas Edison’s incandescent light demo. But mainly, I figure, for most Americans, today is New … Continue reading

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My Top 10 Science News Stories For 2020

I’m seeing “The Best of,” “Top 10” and “2020 Top” headlines in my news feed: as usual for late December. Instead of waiting for someone else to highlight this year’s science news stories, I’m making my own ‘top 10’ list. … Continue reading

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Christmas in Space: Celebrating on the ISS

As the song says, “I’ll be home for Christmas….” Here’s a 74-second video I enjoyed this Sunday morning. Maybe you will, too. “Christmas on the International Space Station” NASA Johnson, YouTube (December 21, 2017) “This month is the eighteenth December … Continue reading

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Ho! Ho! Boom! Downtown Nashville’s Rude Awakening

Update (1 of 2, December 27, 2020) Today’s news isn’t good. Certainly not for friends and family of Anthony Quinn Warner, whose DNA was in debris left by the Christmas morning explosion. On the other hand, there seems little reason … Continue reading

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