Tony Snow

I just saw in Power Line (no pop-ups lately, I've noticed), who got it from Lucianne (argh! Lucianne does have pop-ups),  that Tony Snow has Colon Cancer and will undergo surgery next week.

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Tony, as he announced on his Fox Radio Show yesterday, has colon cancer. He will be operated on early next week to have his colon removed. His spirits are amazingly high and his humor unchanged. He said that after the announcement he got word that folks were praying for him and it literally made him feel better.

The Power Line post has the skinny, go read it and then send Tony an email.

Email Tony at [email protected].  I did and I hope he is flooded with well wishers and prayers of hope and healing.  I like Tony's broadcasts and his style.  He seems like a genuinely nice guy.

For those of you keeping score, Tony is a guy I would invite over for beers on the deck.  Heck a classy guy like him I might even bring out the single malt scotch and good cigars...

Comments

[ninme]

I have this image of your kids standing guard in front of these massive pearly gates, with a long list of names written in a fine hand on a parchment scroll curling around their feet, with a long queue of people lining up for miles in front of them. Behind everything is a rather modest, every-day sort of suburban house. Just beyond the gates, though, you're holding court on your deck with a beer in your hand, a cooler at your feet, and your wife passing out barbecued hamburgers to those guests that made it inside.

"Hi, Tony, come right in." "Now, Lucianne, you're going to have to stay right there till the popups come down." "Oh no you don't, Mr. Churchill, there's no way in heck you're getting in." "Mr. Yousefzadeh! So nice to see you! We've been waiting for you, come in, please." etc.

[Alexander]

I won't let the kids hang around that close to the street, but other than that you're right on the money!!

Oh, and we keep the beer in the fridge in the garage...

[ninme]

(Well now that I know where to look...)

Oh come now, they wouldn't be on the street! They'd have sweet little white robes, and standing on fluffy clouds! Guarding the pearly gates to your deck! Keeping out the riffraff! A more genteel assignment I can not think of.