For the past couple of days I have been focusing on how weird a month February 2003 has been. Columbia explosion, nightclub fire, Iraq war boiling up, my new home, Michael Jackson coverage even, etc. And I was wondering wht weird or sad event might happen in the last few days of the month, for me, the possible chapter of the Henson sale saga.
But, today, MISTER ROGERS died. Since I found out about noon I was like "Man, Mister Rogers DIED." Just realizing how awful that sounded. That's almost like saying Big Bird was dead, since Fred rogers and his TV character were almost one in the same.
Though I was only an occasional watcher, I loved the show for its simplicity and its message for children to "love your neighbor."
Goodbye Mister Rogers. We'll miss you.