Charles Dickens wrote of children: “I love these little people; and it is not a slight thing, when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.” Fred Rogers was loved by millions of children, and his life was no slight thing. He has left us today, and the world is much poorer for it.
I suppose one day I will have to tell my son, who watches tapes of Mr. Rogers with a gaze of adoration that few others receive so freely. But not soon. Mr. Rogers is still very much alive to my son, who believes him when he says in a hundred little ways: “God loves you, and so do I.”
We love you too Mr. Rogers. Rejoice in your reward.
