Category Archives: Being Catholic

Trying to live as if loving God, and my neighbors, matters

Dr. Hong, Ancient History, and the Bible

Posted on August 2, 2025 by Brian H. Gill

I’ve had memorable instructors. Most of them were memorable in good ways. Like Dr. Hong,1 who taught Moorhead State’s ancient history classes in the early 1970s. By the time I graduated, I think I’d taken every ‘ancient history’ class the … Continue reading →

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Arba Zeri Campbell and the Telephone

Posted on July 26, 2025 by Brian H. Gill

One thing I like about families — the one(s) I’m in, at any rate — are the legacies. In my dialect of English a “legacy” is generally money or property handed down from one generation to another. Legacies of that … Continue reading →

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A Mural, America, Changes, and Doing Our Job

Posted on July 19, 2025 by Brian H. Gill

Things keep changing. That’s hardly a new idea. “Everything changes and nothing stands still” (“πάντα χωρεῖ καὶ οὐδὲν μένει”, quoted by Plato in “Cratylus” )(Heraclitus, Wikiquote) I’ll be talking about the new mural in my town’s Walmart, how this isn’t … Continue reading →

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Storms, Health, a Biopsy, and Unsettling News

Posted on July 12, 2025 by Brian H. Gill

This week’s post is a follow-up on two posts: last week’s, when I talked about flash floods in central Texas; and another where I talked about a biopsy and storms. Briefly, the sore on my leg looked awful, but was … Continue reading →

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Central Texas Flash Floods: Camps Mystic, Heart O’ the Hills

Posted on July 7, 2025 by Brian H. Gill

Folks living in central Texas are not having a good time. A heavy storm’s rain overloaded waterways before sunrise Friday morning. Some folks enjoying an Independence Day weekend in that region’s picture-postcard landscapes survived. Others didn’t. Folks who have been … Continue reading →

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