A Beautiful Day in the Neighbourhood

It’s not very literary, but I couldn’t resist passing this on. These last seven months or so have been extremely hard on me personally, and today was among the harder days. I’ve had a tough time believing in the existence of genuinely good people. Fred Rogers was a hero of mine when I was a small child (I wrote to him once, and he sent me back a signed photo that I still have somewhere), and I’m glad to see that he was the man we all thought he was. This made my day a little better.


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