fond farewell, neighbor

i still haven't been able to talk about it with my kids... mr rogers is dead... i can't even talk about it with myself

every time i think about him i cry

the world needs sincere and decent people like fred

i never watched him as a child... i was a bit too old when he first came to my own neighborhood... but my children watched him and, along with them, i grew to love and appreciate him for his gentleness and sincere love for people, especially the littlest ones.

goodbye mister rogers... you touched our child-hearts; you will be missed

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