Man with little boy and woman smiling. They are a family.

The House is a small village of Comfort & Hope 20 years later Casey tells his story

“I know I wouldn’t be here today if the House didn’t exist.”

The following poem was written by Casey while undergoing treatment in June 1998.

The Game by Casey Johnson

I face this game where stakes are high

One wrong move means I could die.

This game of mine is a daily fight

I play it each day with all my might.

In this game I can’t runaway,

the best I can do is beat this play by play.

In this game I struggle quite a bit

But through it all I’ll never quit.

This game I play is very tough

It makes my skin rough.

In this game I have to pray

To help me get through everyday.

This game I play can deter.

This game I play is known as cancer.

Son and mom. Casey’s life changed in March 1998 when he was diagnosed with AML, a rare form of leukemia. At the time, he was a typical 12-year-old kid. He loved hanging out with his friends and playing sports.

Immediately, he started massive doses of chemotherapy. The side effects were tough, and he fought many infections, but Casey went into remission. He was even able to play in his last two football games in the fall of 1998. However, he would relapse in March 1999.


Due to the rare antigen in his blood, his best bet seemed to be umbilical cord blood treatment method. He and his mom, Tracie, moved into the Ronald McDonald House of Fort Worth to await his transplant. He spent every holiday and his birthday for the next year at RMHFW and Cook Children’s Medical Center. The transplant brought remission, and in April 2000, he and his mom went home to Wichita, Kansas.

After 20 years, Casey has returned to the House to share with our community the impact RMHFW had on his life.