Author Archive for Steve Van Rooy

MAX

Each year I write a short Christmas story that embodies some aspect of the true meaning of Christmas. This is this year’s– 2006 Steve   His one boot was resting on the bottom rung of the fence, and his chin was resting on the back of his hand, and that hand was on top of […]

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() ( ) ( ….

  We are in a parenthesis, and all we know is that we are somewhere at the beginning. A hiatus. A respite. A breather.   (Of the three options in the “title” above, I kinda like the last one). Right now what we know is this: Cammie is feeling good and is cancer free (as far […]

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Warning!

WARNING: The following contains graphic content and could be considered gross if you do not find “potty humor” at least mildly amusing. OK. I warned you. The next time you sit down for a BM (that is a bowel movement for those of you whose mother’s were not a nurse and who may not have […]

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Big to Little and Little to None

  As I sit here writing this to you, Judy and Steph are on their way to Houston. With Cammie We were not supposed to go down until Wednesday when they were going to do a full workup. Well, we began having problems with one of the two chest tubes earlier in the week. It […]

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I Was Just Sitting There

  I just got back from Atlanta this morning. On the way over I caught a rather early flight. All of us on that flight had to get up real early to catch it. When I found my seat, two large men had to extricate themselves from their seats and stand in the aisle for […]

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“And It Was The Best Christmas Ever”

  I tend to be a bit of a strange blend of Scrooge and the Grinch at this time of year. Just a bit. I am not sure if it is because of less daylight (I would not make a good Inupiat), or if it is because it just does not get cold enough, soon […]

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In Memory Of

  Cammie and Judy just got back from Houston this evening (Sept. 29th) and I thought you might like some news. Up to and including this visit, “no news is good news”.   Everything is going well. Super, in fact. So, really, there is not and has not been much to report (I did write something […]

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Bah Rait

Bill Cooper loved catfish for lunch. We were sitting eating at a restaurant in Denton, Frilly’s, one of his favorites. Bill was an Engineer (Civil and Electric) and a PE which allowed him to be a registered surveyor too. But the way he made his money, and a lot of it, was real estate. He […]

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