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Rising to the top

My love of New York City began when my father took me to my first Giants game in “old” Yankee stadium and we took the subway from Manhattan into the Bronx. I was nine years old and my right arm was glued to my fathers huge hand as I was dragged through the streets towards the stairwell that led to the underground train. The whole scene seemed too fast and noisy for any talking, but I do remember looking down the street towards downtown and seeing the World Trade Center being built. It was quite a sight, not just the size of them, but because there were two. One building was higher than the other and I thought that was funny. Was it a race? If they were to build twin skyscrapers then they should be built…..together….right? I pointed towards them and asked my dad, “What’s that?” because I had to know.
“That is the World Trade Center and they will be the biggest buildings in New York City.”
Wow. To a nine year old that is really exciting. Dad was the smartest man in the world because he was always watching the news and reading newspapers. After their completion, they had become the biggest building in NYC. It seemed like forever until that fateful day 9/11. But more interesting then that, they had broken the record (1931 – 1972) of the Empire State Building which was NYC’s largest building for 41 years. Before the Empire State Building there was the Chrysler Building on Lexington Ave that held the record for less then a month.

The Empire State Building as seen from New Jersey. Days before becoming the second tallest building in New York City.......again.

There has always been an aura of magnificence and history surrounding this building. It was amazingly built in a little over a year during the Great Depression. Six people died building it. Five were construction workers and the other one was a woman on the street that had her leg grazed by a falling object. She died several days later from an infection. Unlike the World Trade Center the Empire survived a plane crashing into it’s side (1945) and has witnessed 30 suicides. The most famous being Evelyn McHale when a photographer captured her cradled death on the roof of a limousine just four minutes after her plunge.

Life Magazine called it: "The Most Beautiful Suicide" and Andy Warhol made this photo into art prints.

The building was designed “Art Deco” style from the top down in just two weeks and was built by Mohawk Indians and European Immigrants in record setting time. The changing spectrum of colors lighting it’s peak actually mean something. The famous variation of floodlight colors have celebrated holidays, people, sports and seasons. For the most part I have tried to figure out what the colors might be celebrating and I have been horribly wrong most times. Who would really know that all yellow flood lights would signify that the US Open is going on in Queens? This link HERE will take you to the floodlights schedule on the Empire State Buildings official www site. The movie King Kong when I first saw it as a little boy on the MILLION DOLLAR MOVIE (probably a rainy Sunday afternoon) scared me so much that I ended up having out-of-scale stop-action nightmares for weeks !!


In this corner.....the rising champ of the century.

And now a new target for terrorism rises in the distance. Maybe that’s why they changed the name from “The Freedom Tower” to “World Trade I” Nothing will deter an attack on this building and it may not be in my lifetime and I hope and pray never. Such an insignificant event it seems today in the news… The Empire State Building losing it’s “Bigger is Better” title but it caught my eye. I read everyday about all the children murdering their parents, guns being pulled everywhere, corruption corrupting my very soul. But the moment the Empire State Building loses it’s title, New York City will lose it’s 1930’s innocence again. “The World Trade I” a modern marvel of octagons, twisted steel, plastic and glass is just asking for trouble. The world will change and step deeper into the future of high tech terrorism, suspicion and doubt. Here in New Jersey, we are always in the shadows of these giants. We can only watch from a distance the rising concrete mountains as it takes center stage to the troubled world. I do love New York, especially after my stint of working large format graphics there. But unfortunately, the darkness never goes……in some mens eyes.


Please keep Aunt Gerry in your prayers.

george, mom could certainly use your family’s prayers now, she not doing so well. in icu trying to hang on. robert.

Aunt Gerry our fathers sister, recently had complicated surgery. Robert is her son.

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A fans journey

The internet is sadly my new newspaper

Update, 8:26 a.m. ET, 12/31: Nobody can really ever understand someone else’s passion unless it is theirs. We all have, need, and want diversions from everyday life and strife and this is one of mine. It has consistently annoyed people in my life for as long as it has been in my life -Forty-one years and counting now. To me, that is just a shame and it must be noted that, it will always be a part of me -psychologically – mentally – emotionally – and it is fun, unpredictable, horrible at times,( in loss) deep, joyous,(in victory) rebellious, strategically playful and it is the root of many conversations, memories, friends and more friends to come. So if anyone gets in the way of this “part of me” I would feel very sorry for you.

These are the dark times, the times that every fan knows they will always have to live through. As in “What goes up, must come down.” Like everything in life, you cannot be fooled by success, darkness lurks around every corner. This is perhaps nothing, I think, compared to the 1970’s and early eighties. With 4-10, 2-12, 6-10 seasons hitting you year after year, you become seasoned for disappoint.
When you are a ten year old boy that doesn’t understand how his heroes could fail him, then the tears that follow could only be the tip of the iceburg, the the said “berg” being ENDLESS bad calls, ENDLESS bad draft picks, ENDLESS horrible coaching, ENDLESS key injuries, ENDLESS doubt, lost pride, horrible play calling and ENDLESS head shaking at what might of been, what could have been and all too familiar “WAIT ‘TILL NEXT YEAR!”
Update, 1140 a.m. ET, 12/31 Nicks might not play due to a broken toe and that is key. He has been nothing short of sensational this year. The game has been moved back to a 4:00 PM start and the Bear vs Packer game is also for 4 PM. So it will be an ongoing scoreboard watching, field watching nerve-wracking adventure. This is much better than having the games start at separate times, I think, let’s just get it all over with at once.

It’s been so long since I’ve attended an away game, I can’t even remember but it was certainly in the BC era (Before Children) and the celebratory Not Married years of gambling, drinking and footballizing.

The drive begins Saturday afternoon. 229 miles. Overcast and drizzle we churn through the tolls, bridges and traffic. Over the Chesapeak Bay and past Bailtimore where we get a glimpse of The Ravens homefield where they will be playing on Sunday also.

The more I think about it, the more it realistic it can be; Giants win and Bears win. Simple? No. The problem is the Bears have absolutely nothing to play for.

Past Baltimore and into Maryland. We are now approaching enemy territory.
Update, 8:00 pm. ET, 1/1/2011: Where did this season go? 2011?? Where did this year go? Seems like yesterday I was on top of a snowpile with my airbags deployed sitting in my totaled car with my two boys. That was Christmas 2010. Then it was Spring. Then Summer was gone and now it another year. We are driving around the area after checking into the Holiday Inn. The rain intensifies and I wonder how we will stay dry at the game tomorrow if it doesn’t stop. I always thought bad weather was good for the Giants. Running game and defense is their ( apparently ) strengths. But all that goes out the window when you lead the league in turnovers.

Update, 2:30 p.m. ET, 1/2/2011: We just lost another option a “backdoor” into the playoffs. After a steak dinner, a college bowl game on Tv and a good nights sleep we watch the Saints get upset by the Bucaneers at New Orleans (a huge upset) and something FINALLY goes right for the Giants. BUT unfortunately we also need Carolina (probably the worse team in the NFC) to beat Atlanta (arguably the BEST team in the NFC. This didn’t even come close to happening. The Panthers lost 31-10.
So now as we prepare to head up to the stadium it is up to the Giants and Bears to win today. If that happens we “sneak” into the playoffs as the last seed.

Update, 2:30 p.m. ET, 1/2/2011: It is Harry, Joe and George hobbling behind them. Still raining. A little chilly. We are deep in enemy territory now except for Joe we are wearing our Giant blue. There seem to tons of Giants fans here but the burgandy and gold by far out numbers the visiting team Giants. Surprisingly there is no booing or taunting as we walk through the crowd. The Redskins season was miserable and ended a long time ago. It has been years since they made the playoffs. Every year a new hope a new hero (this year Donathan McNabb) and always a great start and then a big letdown.

We finally get to our seats and it just knocks me over. We are almost what seems to be (for me anyway) at field level and we are on the 50 yard line right behind the Giant bench! After sitting in the upper section for 35 plus years this a real treat.

Update, 4:15 p.m. ET, 1/2/2011: At game time it is still raining but we are covered by the second tier! I had to look at the face value of these tickets because I couldn’t believe how good they were. $99. Shit I’ll take that any day. These are probably $700. tickets in New York.
It’s a strange feeling to watch your team take the field in their away “whites” and have the people all around you booing and hissing. But in my new lower seats, the field looked smaller, the players looked bigger and things were more laid back here in Washington. You could “move around” the stadium without any real hassles from the ushers or security.
I never really felt the Giants would lose. They didn’t dominate but they were in control. In my many never forgotten memories of games and single plays, I witnessed one today. Right before my eyes, right in front of us and the Giants bench…..Manning to Manningham 92 yard catch and run. The longest of Eli’s career. In his seven years as Giants QB…he was NEVER known as the long ball guy so this was really sweet.
Four turnovers, two by Osi under a darkened moody sky kept things under control.

Eli in the shotgun 3rd quarter

The game was on the field but the other game and perhaps the real game was being played in Chicago at the same time. “We” needed the Packers to lose or tie. The scoreboard was constantly flashing scores but for the odd reason that we could only understand, they did not show the Bears-Packers score.
Update, 6:01 p.m. ET, 1/2/2011: My cousin Jim Gill in Ohio finally broke the tension with a Bears 7-0 and they just had a goal line stand text message. We were in the right place. Both of the teams we needed to win were winning, if just barely but they were winning. But these were very seasoned football men here. In the NFL it is NEVER OVER until the final tick tocks.

They weren’t showing the score on purpose and it was because the Bears were giving it a good fight. It was very late into both games and … oh shit, wait a minuet, “Tie game in Chicago” So NOW they put up the score. And the crowd cheers. They even show the touchdown on the huge screens on both ends of the stadium to eveyones delight.
Here’s what I thought about FeDEx Field: It looked alot older than I thought it was, kinda rusty and cracked but it is after all over ten years old already. The fans were strong and loud and to me that was impressive considering that this was the last game of a VERY DISMAL and disappointing season. A season that had very high hopes with a new, previous successful head coach. The fans around us were really into the game, young and old and I love to see that kind of passion. The cheerleaders were amazing and then there is the world famous Redskins band. A real tradition and presence in the stadium. The Redskins theme song played after their two touchdowns really added to the celebration and EVERYONE knew the words and EVERYONE got up to sing them. Not only that but a couple of guys came out running with these really huge Redskin flags and ran all over the field. Compared to what the Giants do (NOTHING) this was pretty cool in my eyes. What’s wrong with a couple of bells and whistles at a football game? When the Giants score they play that really fucking stupid same song over and over-BIG FUCKING DEAL-“I’m back in the New York Blue” I don’t even know who sings it NOR DO I FUCKING CARE.
The bottom line is this, the two owners of the Giants, Mara and Tisch, disagree on the bells and whistles thing. Mara is an old school guy like his dad while Tisch is more on the line of putting some celeberties on the sidelines, some cheerleaders and who knows what else.
And the funny thing is, I used to be proud that the Giants put more emphasis on the game then on the sideline activity.

In front of the busy Giants sideline, a nice treat for someone who spent 40 years in the upper deck heavens.

The wise old men of the NFL

Update, 705 p.m. ET, 1/2/11
FINAL: GIANTS 17 Redskins14
But even before this, the big boards showed the game ending interception by the Packers to seal the Giants fate. We won, but we lost. We won but the Redskin fans let us know with chants and jeering that our season had ended today. I wasn’t hit too hard by this. It was a strange season. It was a disappointing season because at one time, after the Atlanta game, the media called us (once again) “The best team in the NFL” (always a curse) It seems to me, that much like the prized Super Bowl season only a few years ago, this team thrives on being the underdog. It thrives on flying in under the radar, the team that nobody cares about nor expects to win.
To add insult to injury, on my way out of the stadium I got distracted by a fight. A fight between two girls, both Redskin fans, of all things and as I was making a movie of it with my camera (YouTube “viral” dreams spinning in my head) another fan, a very drunk fan, and a young Giants fan, of all things, viscously bumped into me and I dropped my camera and it splattered on the concrete. It wasn’t worth screaming or getting angry. I actually hated that camera. I wanted to take a photograph of it lying on the cold concrete…broken and sad….but I couldn’t, my camera was broken.


Merry Christmas

Contrary to rumors from the inside out, Family Ties will be back for the New Year and many more there after. Much news to report from this majestic, growing and loving family. Thank you for your patience.

Wishing all who still wander here a very happy Christmas filled with gifts, hope, family, love and blessings.

Have a brave and Happy New Year.

Our brother Greg, who suffered a stroke two days ago is in ICU in Florida.
Bonnie gave birth to Blake and he underwent open heart surgery several days later and is doing very well as are their parents and his sister Britt. Lets keep our prayers open to them.

see you soon

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October 25 2009 Giants, New York, Westfield Tammy and Jim

Can you see us from up there???

Can you see us from up there???

Jim Gill and his girlfriend Tammy arrived early Saturday morning and were gone before I could even blink an eye.
Rocking out at Rocking Joes Cafe.

Rocking out at Rocking Joes Cafe.

Jim looked great, having just lost 60 lbs and Tammy was a real sweetheart. Hopefully we will ALL get together with them soon. Our travels to Austin Street in Westfield (where his Dad, “Brother” and our Mom grew up) and the cemetery for Jims first visit to his fathers grave in over 15 years. I enjoyed their stories of being a couple together, their hardships, their experiences of being parents, their travels to Scotland, their cruise over the Summer, and our exchanging of “family rumors” from the deep (sometimes dark) past of Gill/Hartman history.
Happy Family?

Happy Family?

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Peanut butter and jelly on toast

James Gill and girlfriend Tammy are coming to New Jersey

James Gill and girlfriend Tammy are coming to New Jersey

As I look forward to our meeting once again, I have thought about all that has gone on with everyone since 1970ish.

My memories of ‘The Mighty Ten’ and during our visits, The Mighty Thirteen, are nothing but good memories.
The pool (that 20 minute rule after eating has turned out to be BS by the way), the football, the wonderful bagels after church (where did we get those?), the peanut butter and jelly toast that Dad so patiently made for everyone on Sunday after church, ‘Hands Across The Water’, Jolly Ranchers from some store
in Carteret, the drive of ‘never-ending excitement’ from Ohio to New Jersey, the Pennsylvania tunnels, Legos (have you seen Legos recently – a little more than what they used to be, eh?), Johnny Cash, Jimmy McSherry, Kenny Gidder, the house that must have been huge but seemed so much a ‘home’ with everyone there – there always seemed to be enough room even with 13 of us…everything so fresh in my mind and so positive.

From that last visit to my upcoming visit, so much has changed. From alcohol to sobriety, freedom to jail, life to death, happiness to sadness, love to hate…so much changed except for one thing; my memories of our visits to see my 10 cousins.

Maybe it is a good thing that I lost touch? I don’t know George but I do know I’m looking forward to a new good memory.

See you soon and feel free to post this on The Mighty Ten site.
(I will certainly get Tammy back for the ‘GhostBuster’ picture…or is that the Big Black Penis picture?)

Remember to stay happy and positive and not to take life too seriously.


James F. Gill
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Everyone survives something. Some survive horrific car crashes other just simply make through a dull day. It is all the same. It’s all univeral. Now the pumpkins are growing and some trees are hinting their demise. For me, the end of Summer can be very depressing. I have battled depression my whole life but recent technology has given me back my sanity. What did people in covered wagens do without Prozac, cellphones and digital cameras?
Once I was in a museum with a digital camera from Lucent Technologies. They were very rare back then. It used a “floppy disk” to store images. If you wanted more than 12 images then you needed more “floppy disks” This was in January 1999, a little over 10 years ago. Not very long ago when you think of it. The woman that I was with had a cell phone. Another very rare entity in 1999. We could have been aliens walking through that museum with such high tech gadgets. I asked a couple to take our photo with this alien-looking camera and he was in complete awe at this strange device. “A digital camera?” he asked. Last week during the Giants opening kickoff to a new season I couldn’t believe at how many hundreds if not THOUSANDS of flashes were going off during the game. Everyone has access to a digital camera, cell phone, camera or both at all times now. I know I am beating a dead horse on this blog with my amazement at technology but I have a feeling in my gut that it is all wrong. This isn’t the way it is supposed to be. We are supposed to pick our apples and bake a pie with our hands not buy it frozen at Sams Club. There are cameras in every corner watching our every move. George Orwell was right on track just a few years short.

I don’t know where I am anymore or how I got there. Last evening an amazing neon dusk at the end of Summer and I was on top of Bear Mountain in a tower watching it. Look at the sun, sinking like a ship! There was a few gay couples there with us and about 20 Corvettes from a car show were in the parking lot rev-ing their engines. Hot chicks and mirrored sunglasses. Later at “Gilligans” seafood restaurant I had the scallops in wine and garlic sauce that blew me away. The walls were hand painted with tropical scenes. I ordered my blackened tuna “raw” but the waiter corrected me and told me that medium rare would be more tasty. Of corse he was right.

The next morning I woke up on the floor of my new job. Sure they gave me a key, but they didn’t expect me to use my office as a home. (it was so damn cold, I didn’t even wanna try my car) BUT I was busted, the owner came in early and caught me on the floor snoozing. That same night I had a dream that I was in the same room with my father. I haven’t seen him in 38 years. But here he was. Stern and unemotional as usual. He called me over and got real close to me. He said something in a whisper that I didn’t understand and then he kissed me.
When I woke up my cheek was wet. The dream seemed so real but I wasn’t sure if it was a kiss or dribble.
All day at my new job my boss was upset that I had used the office as a bed. Was I some kind of homeless vagabond? Yes.
I have been designing window graphics, logos, and posters the past week and I have amazed them with my speed, creativity and client sensitivity. New City is a very rich town and it seems like everyone knows everybody here. They come into the shop and hang out. The boss has a quick-ass coffee machine and beers in the fridge. This thick New York Jewish accent is killing my ears. Everyone drives a BMW and I feel like an outcast. Frank the Irish retired Manhattan detective and part owner is the only one who understands me.

I answered an ad in Craigslist for a ground floor start-up company from the UK. They were looking for a prepress man with managerial skills. The next day I did get a call and arranged to meet Tim somewhere in the depths of North Jersey at a six star Hilton bar called “Splash”

Digital doodle number 34 (selPortrait)

Digital doodle number 34 (selPortrait)

It was quite an interview because he was very talented at letting me do most/all of the talking. I enjoyed his accent as I am sure he enjoyed mine. He scribbled some plans on a piece of paper and showed me where the large format inkjets are going to go, where the offices will be, where the Mac computers and where the warehouse will be staged in some empty building “not too far from here” I gave it my best shot because it sounds really challenging to start fresh in a new company with a product that could really sell.
The next day he called me and hired me. Now I have two jobs and two websites, and a huge wall mural design to work on freelance. Be careful waht you wish for, you just might get it, chap. Cheers!!


YOUR existence gives me hope

“I deeply believe in one’s own positive will to overcome even the most daunty challenges.”
-Farrah Faucett
coming soon
Stories Of Gods and Heroes
The end of Bees
Tragic happiness
It is best to be OFF with the old love before you are on with the new. (old Scottish song)
“Off with the old and on with the new”
“You cannot make an omelette without breaking the eggs.”
“There is nothing so good as the inside of a man, then the outside of a horse.”
(there is something about the outside of a horse that does the inside of a man good)

“Fortune favors fools.”- 1546

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