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Rusty Van Reeves passed away

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    He was doing so good. I am so sorry.



      Sorry to hear this. He had such a great outlook on life. His family is in my thoughts.


        My sympathies.


          What a terrible shock, I'm so sorry for his family ..... RIP Rusty, one of the good ones.
          Wife of Chad (C4/5 since 1988), mom of a great teenager


            This is dreadful news.

            To echo Robin, does any body know the details?


              This is a wonderful tribute to Rusty written by an old friend. It also alludes to how Rusty may have passed on but as the friend states, it really doesn't matter, life is messy and inconvenient. Ani't the the truth!

              April 8, 2012

              Rusty Van Reeves: He lived with courage
              By Sid Salter
              The Meridian Star The Meridian Star Sun Apr 08, 2012, 06:00 AM CDT

              MERIDIAN — Life is messy and inconvenient. No one knew that better than my friend Rusty Van Reeves.

              This week, we lost Rusty. He was a few days shy of his 52nd birthday. I met him when we were boys in the early 1970s at Camp Binachi, the sprawling Boy Scout camp southeast of Meridian near the Whynot community.

              We were fast friends. There was cockiness, a self-assurance about him that drew friends to him but at heart he was a country boy whose life was all out there ahead of him. Physically, he was a truly gifted athlete. There was not an ounce of fat on him. Tan, tightly muscled and brown from summers spent in the sun, Rusty’s hair was shoulder length and he walked like a coiled spring.

              That Rusty would become a middle linebacker on his high school football team as a freshman was almost a given. He was strong as an ox and loved both contact and confrontation.

              Adored by the girls, envied by the boys, Reeves was at age 15 in a small Mississippi town in the mid-1970s what passed for a god - smart, funny, athletic and popular. He was an Eagle Scout and a lifeguard.

              But the popular, competitive jock’s life changed on Oct. 10, 1975, in the third quarter of a football game between Reeves’ Newton High Tigers and the Forest Bearcats at L.O. Atkins Field in Forest. The Bearcats ran a reverse. Reeves moved in for a touchdown-saving tackle.

              The collision was so violent that Reeves’ helmet and mouthpiece sailed 15 yards past the point of impact. Reeves suffered a severed spinal column at the C4 level. He almost died on the field. He never walked again after the injury. But he never stopped trying to walk and to live.

              Rusty lived in a wheelchair for nearly four decades. Reeves knew a little something about loss - but he knew far more about hope. He also knows something about waiting. During those years, Reeves waited for medical science to advance sufficiently to give him back his freedom, his mobility, his life.

              He didn’t mark time. Despite his disability, he wrote five books, a newspaper column, screenplays, and poetry. Despite his disability, he mastered computers, email and social media. Rusty continued his lifelong interest in art and music.

              Despite his disability, Rusty knew not only the love of his mother and brother – his defenders and caregivers – but also of a compassionate woman. He reached out to friends – sending them notes, CDs he’d burned or poems.

              Rusty fought hard for political causes that he believed in and feared no man in those pursuits. In short, Rusty Reeves was put on a hard road when he was 15 years old and he faced it all with courage, grit, and determination.

              The journalist in me has not confirmed exactly how Rusty came to meet the fate of drowning after his complex motorized wheelchair carried him into his backyard swimming pool. The friend in me doesn’t think the answer to that question particularly matters. Life is messy and inconvenient.

              Despite his heroism, I will not remember the middle-aged man in the motorized wheelchair. I will remember the muscular linebacker – the Eagle Scout shirtless in the summer sun - teaching younger Scouts how to row their canoes across the lake at Camp Binachi and loving every minute of it.

              In 1975, at Baptist Hospital in Jackson, Rusty told me while still attached to the “halo” after his injury: “I’m still in here. I’m still me.” To the end, Rusty remained true to those defiant words.

              Sid Salter is a syndicated columnist. Contact him at 601-507-8004 or



                Rusty was one of a kind. He will be missed.
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                  This is very sad news indeed. RIP Rusty.


                    It feels ike all the good ones are gone. Rusty brought me a lot of peace and joy, defended me so nmany tiimes. And he was so, so talented. I hope his final swim was intentional.
                    Last edited by betheny; 9 Apr 2012, 2:54 PM.
                    Does This Wheelchair Make My Ass Look Fat?


                      Thank you all for such loving comments and wishes for my beautiful Rusty. He was and is magnificence, personified and my once in a lifetime love. He always told me that everything happens for a reason... as it is intended to be. He is at peace after a long journey, so I do not mourn his passing, as he is now free. I know that he would want others to rejoice for him as well.

                      Much love,


                        Blessings and I wish you peace ! Rusty was very kind to me and I never forgot that !

                        ~ Be the change you wish to see in the world ~ Mahatma Gandi

                        " calling all Angels ...... calling all Angels ....walk me through this one .. don't leave me alone .... calling all Angels .... calling all Angels .... we're tryin' and we're hopin' cause we're not sure how ....... this .... goes ..."
                        Jane Siberry


                          Wow, I log in for the first time in over a week to read this about Rusty.

                          An immensely talented, kind and insightful man. I loved his writing as much as his attitude on life.

                          John, I know he was a dear and close friend,I am sorry.

                          Rest in peace, Rusty--gone but not forgotten.
                          Every day I wake up is a good one


                            Rusty is an "Eagle Scout shirtless in the summer sun"....once again.

                            I believe he was kind to everyone. Blessings Rusty!



                              rock on my friend

                              2010 SCINet Clinical Trial Support Squad Member

                              "You kids and your cures, why back when I was injured they gave us a wheelchair and that's the way it was and we liked it!" Grumpy Old Man

                              .."i used to be able to goof around so much because i knew Superman had my back. now all i've got is his example -- and that's gonna have to be enough."


                                So sad and shocked at this news. I found this site about 12 yrs ago and really enjoyed his posts.Rarely visit this section so had not read his posts in several years. His life was not in vain.