The hottest day of the year, and I decide to spend over an hour and a half exploring a cemetery. I returned to Prospect Hill Cemetery, this time prepared — I had a backpack filled with fluids so I could hydrate as I went. My plan was much the same as it was the firstContinue reading “Downtown York from Prospect Hill Cemetery”
Author Archives: Allyn Gibson
The Importance of Being POP!s
A week and a half ago — where does the time go? — I made this intriguing post to Twitter: Funko is offering Funko POP! vinyl figures of the dueling Gallagher brothers of Oasis, Noel and Liam. Text needed writing, and I wrote it because that’s my job. And I decided, Oasis fan that IContinue reading “The Importance of Being POP!s”
Sunset on the Susquehanna
The Harrisburg Senators had their first Marvel’s Defenders of the Diamonds Night, an official tie-in between Marvel (Comics or Studios, I’m not sure which) and Minor League Baseball. The game started at six and over by 8:15; enforcing the pitch clock and shortening the time between innings really makes things flow. I walked across theContinue reading “Sunset on the Susquehanna”
Roaming Prospect Hill Cemetery
For as long as I’ve lived in York, I’ve wanted to visit Prospect Hill Cemetery. A little north of downtown and Peoples Bank Park, the home of the York Revolution, I’ve driven past it at least fifty times over the years. Every time, I take a quick glance and I can tell instantly that there’sContinue reading “Roaming Prospect Hill Cemetery”
Washington at the Start of the Civil War
Our tale beings with an ebook. I subscribe to Early Bird Books’ daily emails of discounted ebooks. Friday they usually send out a multi-category sale, and on Sundays there’s usually a history-specific sale. At some point along they way, they offered Lucinda Prout Janke’s A Guide to Civil War Washington, DC, a book that isContinue reading “Washington at the Start of the Civil War”
The Bronze Cross
Little girls should not have to receive posthumous awards that read like Medal of Honor citations. We have failed as a society. We failed Amerie Jo Garza, her classmates, and teachers. I’m having a difficult time processing this.
A Memorial Day Tragedy
Is there anything sadder than a shattered watermelon in a grocery store parking lot? Look at it! So red! So succulent! Someone’s Memorial Day weekend was ruined.
Harrisburg in Twilight
The more I look at this photo, the more I go, “Did I really take this? This is good. I couldn’t possibly have taken this.”
The Mysterious Shapeshifting USS Surak
If you were to ask a Star Trek fan on the street, “What happened between Star Trek III and Star Trek IV?” you would almost certainly be told, “Not much of anything. Kirk and crew spent their time on Vulcan after Spock’s resurrection on the Genesis Planet.” But a knowledgeable fan will tell you somethingContinue reading “The Mysterious Shapeshifting USS Surak”
The Five Levels of Cube Mastery
After finding a vintage Rubik’s Cube in a charity shop three weeks ago for my neighbor’s son, I’ve been playing with my Rubik’s Cube a little bit more. It really became my fidget toy during the pandemic, and it’s simple enough to pick one up off my desk (at home or at work) and drillContinue reading “The Five Levels of Cube Mastery”