Sad Day in the Neighborhood…
More on Mr. Rogers passing, a few items…
*I started taking another look at the career and influence of Mr. Rogers after reading a profile of him a few years ago in Salon’s Brilliant Careers. The part I like best is when when the writer talks about Rogers routine “Rogers swims — nude, thank you — every morning, is a vegetarian, has never smoked or drank and has been married to the same woman for 47 years” and never once lost his cool or publicly humiliated himself. Mr. Rogers was who he was).
*My friend Davvy Rothbart from Found Magazine did a lovely story (real audio file) on This American Life about meeting Mr. Rogers and consulting him about a dispute he was having with his neighbors.
*The Metafilter thread on Mr. Rogers passing made me cry.
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I found out at work Thursday morning, and cried anyway. I always knew it would be a very sad day when he died, but I figured it’d be another few years. Even when battling cancer, he didn’t want to call attention to himself and have people worry.
He taught me the value of taking your time.
I found out at work Thursday morning, and cried anyway. I always knew it would be a very sad day when he died, but I figured it’d be another few years. Even when battling cancer, he didn’t want to call attention to himself and have people worry.
He taught me the value of taking your time.
What a gigantic icon in the American psyche. I can’t think of anyone who has even come close to making his level of impact. I loved Mr. Rogers and watching him even through college. His gentle message of self-acceptance and love of others never wavered in decades.
Nobody will ever fill his shoes. What an amazing tribute it would be to see someone try to carry on his example.
Thanks for the years, Fred.
What a gigantic icon in the American psyche. I can’t think of anyone who has even come close to making his level of impact. I loved Mr. Rogers and watching him even through college. His gentle message of self-acceptance and love of others never wavered in decades.
Nobody will ever fill his shoes. What an amazing tribute it would be to see someone try to carry on his example.
Thanks for the years, Fred.