Author: Steve

Sports and fantasy football serve as an excellent escape from grad school reading, writing, and derivations.  If you have been around me at school this year, you probably at one point heard me talk about my fantasy team.

Well…One more week to go…

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Tonight before a friend and I headed to dinner, an email popped in my inbox saying someone commented on a post on SteveRogers.info.  Few people comment directly on my blog, and the person who did tonight happened to be a relative I have never met.

They were Googling my uncle David and found this post from over two years ago, and I then received the following comment:

We’re related. David is my mother’s (Geraldine’s) cousin. Her mother (Josephine) was your grandfather’s sister. I saw another Rogers in the news today, and decided to Google David, and found your blog. I guess we’re something like second cousins twice removed, or something like that.

My only David story is that your grandmother gave my sister and I some Steiff puppets that belonged to David and his brothers (including your father, presumably) when we were little. One was a monkey, the other a rabbit. I still have mine. We grew up in NJ, partly in Fair Haven and Rumson, so we’d visit the cool old house in Middletown occasionally. I remember they had a huge bulldog. I also remember that your grandmother warned me that Yale was very dangerous.

Hope all is well!

– Kathy

My mother was not a fan of my grandparents’  dogs.  My dad loved ’em.  Yale is probably still dangerous though.