#140. I truly, deeply and sincerely love Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood. OK, when I was in my teens, I might have thought something was wrong with him. I mean, really. Could he really be that sincere in his sweater and laceless shoes, running around the Land of Make Believe. But yes, I believe he was. It struck me how much he meant to me during the 2003 Rose Parade when he was a Grand Marshall. I actually got choked up.
Sadly, we lost Fred Rogers less than two months after the parade. But his show lives on for future generations, and as much as I like to think it’s funny, You Can Never Go Down the Drain
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