Wynne McCallie Snoots

He was a fantastic orthopedic doctor who helped take care of `my missing leg´. Loved that man!!

I am so very sad to hear that Dr. Snoots passed away. I was one of his patients from the time I was 10 years old until my early 30s. I had a rare cancer at the age of 10 called a condrosarcoma and it was growing on my left humerus. Multiple surgeries came from this cancer. My cancer case was so rare that it was presented at the Mayo Clinic because the type of cancer that I had wasn't supposed to occur in a 10 year old. It was supposed to occur in a 60, 70 or 80 year old. One of the...

I just learned of Dr. Snoots passing. I last saw him in 2015 at his retirement. Dr. Snoots was the most compassionate and competent doctor I have ever known. After being hit by a car with traumatic injuries to both legs, he saved my leg so I could walk again. When my insurance refused to pay, he called them personally and refused to hang up unless they reversed their decision. He was a special man and I know his family misses him greatly. I was blessed to know him and receive care from him.

Dear Dr. Snoots treated my little boy for a bone cyst/bone aneurysm in 1992. We will always love this man.

I only recently was told of Wynne's passing. Great leader and friend. I wish Peace for the family. We have lost a good man!

I was a patient of yours and told you that you had to out live me; especially after you put the second and third prosthesis in my left leg so well. I just looked for you and found you left already and was very sad and emotional. Last time I saw you was 2009 for surgery. You were a true and honest dedicated doctor whom so many many people I know will miss you. Yes, I cried when I found your obituary. It just is not fair that doctors have to leave us. But I am sure you enjoyed your retirement....

After surgery on our multi-handicapped daughter, Wynne told us of the unsuccessful results with tears in his eyes...what compassionate and caring that man was! (He had done a procedure that should have worked but our girl's body was and has been so unique that it defied normality!)

November 14, 1974 I blew out my knee in the waning moments of a Highland Park football game. Dr. Snoots came down to Baylor hospital and repaired that knee at about 1:00 am that night. I have had no trouble with that knee for over 47 years and I have never forgotten him. My condolences to my classmate Betsy and the entire family.