Wear a sweater on Thursday, March 20, to remember one of the great luminaries of children's television. Fred Rogers would have been 80 years old on Thursday. When I was a little girl, my dad traveled quite alot. Mr. Rogers looked a fair bit like my dad, and somehow I got it into my head that "Mr. Rogers" was my dad's secret identity, and that's why he was away from home -- other kids needed him too. Can't remember when I figured things out, but I've always had a soft spot for Mr. Rogers/aka my dad.
Thank you, Mr. Rogers, for your lasting contributions to children's television. We miss you. I miss you.
(And thanks to friend and neighbor Brave Astronaut for the heads up on doings in Pittsburgh.)