Up at 5:30 this morning with grandson and after pancakes and playing, it was time for a little "screen time" while I caught my breath. What did I tap into? Mr. Rogers. 1982. Can't believe it's still on in re-runs, but thankfully is. Watching it, grandson became quiet and serene because that's how Mr. Rogers spoke, slowly and quietly. I was mesmerized.
Googling him, I learned he had died in 2003 at 74 of stomach cancer. Seems so young, now that I am 66 and B is 72. One feels one's mortality mightily.
Fred Rogers was a Presbyterian Minister and an educator. He was also a professional puppeteer. His sweater is in the Smithsonian Institute. He was awarded 40 Honorary Degrees. The guy was superb.
I hope they continue to run his wonderful shows. Keeps us all calm.
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