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Mar. 19th, 2008 01:40 pmWear a sweater, honor Mr. Rogers:
This is tomorrow. I intend to wear the cardigan my mother knit for me some years back. This man deserves all the remembrance we can give him.
When I was about three or four or so, I "drew" Mr. Rogers a scribble. My mother actually sent it to him, presumably with some kind of explanatory note. In response, I got a color photograph with a typed, signed thank-you note on the back--personalized. I can't remember the text precisely, but if you watched Mr. Rogers then I'm sure you can pretty much figure out what he said.
I still have that photo somewhere, and I'll keep it as long as I can.
One of the things that pleased me most when Mr. Rogers died, aside from the sheer volume of the news coverage, was the lack of scurrilous stories. Sure, there's a few persistent Internet rumors, but they've all been thoroughly debunked. No one had anything bad to say of him, and the stories that were told were touching and wonderful. Just looking him up on Wikipedia and scrolling down to "Emmys for Programming" will show one great one. The political cartoonists honored him; I have a collection of about thirty or so, praising him and mourning.
He was something special, one of the best kinds of Christian, someone we could all strive to be and never match. He made the world a better place, which is not something to be said lightly. He changed the world. And I imagine he got--and deserved--that coveted praise: "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."
I don't think he'd ask for anything more than that.
This is tomorrow. I intend to wear the cardigan my mother knit for me some years back. This man deserves all the remembrance we can give him.
When I was about three or four or so, I "drew" Mr. Rogers a scribble. My mother actually sent it to him, presumably with some kind of explanatory note. In response, I got a color photograph with a typed, signed thank-you note on the back--personalized. I can't remember the text precisely, but if you watched Mr. Rogers then I'm sure you can pretty much figure out what he said.
I still have that photo somewhere, and I'll keep it as long as I can.
One of the things that pleased me most when Mr. Rogers died, aside from the sheer volume of the news coverage, was the lack of scurrilous stories. Sure, there's a few persistent Internet rumors, but they've all been thoroughly debunked. No one had anything bad to say of him, and the stories that were told were touching and wonderful. Just looking him up on Wikipedia and scrolling down to "Emmys for Programming" will show one great one. The political cartoonists honored him; I have a collection of about thirty or so, praising him and mourning.
He was something special, one of the best kinds of Christian, someone we could all strive to be and never match. He made the world a better place, which is not something to be said lightly. He changed the world. And I imagine he got--and deserved--that coveted praise: "Well done, thou good and faithful servant."
I don't think he'd ask for anything more than that.