Posts Tagged ‘Mister Rogers & Me’
An Empty Crooked House
The Crooked House — Mr. and Mrs. Rogers’ summer cottage for nearly 50 years — sits empty next door. King Friday’s kingdom away from the Kingdom of Make Believe is sad, and quiet. With the steely gray skies overhead and crisp fall breeze blowing through the dune grass, so am I. I had hoped to…
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I woke from a fitful sleep to the sound of grinding metal. A mere 150 feet across the street at precisely the elevation of my bedroom window, workmen are cutting, hammering, welding and power-sanding the immense iron structure supporting the huge wooden barrel that supplies water to the Interboro Continuing Education center. It’s an agonizing…
Read MoreMister Rogers On “Fresh Air”
Here’s a link to Mister Rogers on NPR’s “Fresh Air” that I found and listened to last night. In this time of global conflict and discord, you might wanna’ have a listen. Click Here
Read MoreMister Rogers In The Nantucket Inquirer-Mirror
The Nantucket Inquirer-Mirror published its piece today (“Mr. Rogers Says Goodbye Forever to the Neighborhood”). It’s very sweet, and illuminates yet another facet of Mr. Rogers that I didn’t know: Fred Rogers, Environmentalist. Anyway, I did the interview from the back seat of a rental car in South Carolina just an hour after landing. Not…
Read MoreRemembering Mister Rogers
I’ve been sad at how quickly the media has moved on from Mr. Roger’s passing. He meant so much to me, and his passing is so monumental. I can’t imagine enough ink, enough airtime. Of course, that’s unrealistic of me. I did what I could, all that I knew to do, in writing “Mister Rogers…
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It was the weekend of my 30th birthday, and just a few hours after disembarking the Hyannis Ferry. My cell phone was still chattering with MTV business as I stood on the back porch. The last rays of light were spilling over the horizon. New York City was slipping away from me as I settled…
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