Moriarty at Aint-It-Cool-News reported some sad news today in the Neighborhood.
Fred McFeely Rogers has passed away. This has hit me a little harder than I expected. The funny (not ha ha) thing was my wife and a couple of our friends were just discussing this last week. It's unreal, almost like when Douglas Adams died, except worse because it feels like part of my childhood has gone. I realize that I'm getting older myself. I'm married. I have a dog. I pay bills. I miss the days when all I had to do was sit in front of the TV and wait for the Trolley to sweep me away to the Land of Makebelieve.
Times were simpler then . . .
Now I'll end this here before it takes a hard turn away from sentimental reflectiveness and towards hard rant against the way we're forced to live in society...I'll save that one for later. For now, I'm just going to rest for a minute and think about one of people who had an effect on my life...

Fred Rogers was 74 years old.