In Memorium

Clarence | Xanga | Thursday, February 27th, 2003


We will always remember you Mr. Rogers.


‘Mister Rogers’ dies at age 74

Always gentle, always courteous, always a role model

PITTSBURGH, Pennsylvania (CNN) –Fred Rogers, better known as television’s “Mister Rogers,” a cultural icon and kindly neighbor to generations of American children, died Thursday at the age of 74.

Rogers died at his home in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, after a brief battle with stomach cancer, according to a spokeswoman for his production company.

David Newell, a Rogers family spokesman, told The Associated Press that Rogers was exactly as he appeared on TV.

“He was so genuinely, genuinely kind, a wonderful person,” said Newell, who played Mr. McFeely on the show. “His mission was to work with families and children for television. … That was his passion, his mission, and he did it from Day One.”

Rogers began developing his ideas for children’s programming in the 1950s. He is best known for “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood,” which began in its early form in 1963 as a show on the Canadian Broadcasting Corp.

Rogers took the idea to the United States and in 1967, the first “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” aired on Pittsburgh’s WQED. A year later, PBS picked it up.

The last original “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” aired in 2001, making it PBS’s longest-running program ever.

Rogers emphasized his advocacy for children in a 1993 speech, when he was honored for 25 years on the air nationally.

“We have to remember to whom the airwaves belong, and we must put as great an emphasis on the nurturing of the human personality as we can,” he said.

More than entertainment

Fred McFeely Rogers was born in 1928 in Latrobe, Pennsylvania, 40 miles east of Pittsburgh. He studied music composition in college — which helped him write songs for his show later — and, in the 1950s, he worked as a puppeteer for “The Children’s Corner,” a show he and Josie Carey launched on WQED. Many of the characters who later appeared on “Neighborhood” were created on that show.

In 1963, he was ordained a Presbyterian minister with a charge to continue his work with children and families through television.

From the beginning, “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” was deliberately simple and straightforward, marked by Rogers’ purposeful actions and soothing voice. Every show he would enter his home in the Neighborhood of Make-Believe, take off his jacket and shoes, and put on a sweater and comfortable footwear while offering a welcome for his viewers.

The slow-paced show offered an alternate universe to most of today’s quick-edit cartoon children’s programming. On the eve of his final show, Rogers told CNN’s Jeff Greenfield he looked at the program as more than entertainment; it was a chance to reach young people and give them a foundation for a good life.

“I believe that those of us who are the producers and purveyors of television — or video games or newspapers or any mass media — I believe that we are the servants of this nation,” Rogers said.

That’s why he got into television in the first place.

“I got into television because I hated it so,” he said. “And I thought there was some way of using this fabulous instrument to be of nurture to those who would watch and listen.”

Through the years, Rogers featured artists ranging from cellist Yo-Yo Ma to bodybuilder-actor Lou Ferrigno. He dealt with the death of pets and divorce, while teaching children to love themselves and others. During the Persian Gulf War, he made a series of public service announcements telling parents how to talk to their children about war.

“Children aren’t responsible for wars,” he said. “The least and best we adults can do is to let our children know that we’ll take good care of them no matter what.”

His recurring characters included Mr. McFeely and Lady Elaine Fairchilde, as well as puppets King Friday the Thirteenth, Daniel Striped Tiger and Curious X the Owl.

‘I always thought I was a neighbor’

“Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” won dozens of awards, including four Emmys. A cardigan sweater belonging to Rogers hangs in the Smithsonian. In 2002, President George W. Bush presented Rogers with the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the nation’s highest civilian honor, recognizing his contribution to the well-being of children and a career in public television that demonstrated the importance of kindness, compassion and learning.

Through it all, he maintained his down-to-earth, easygoing nature.

“I have really never considered myself a TV star,” he said in a 1995 interview. “I always thought I was a neighbor who just came in for a visit.”

It was that honesty that came through in his show. “I do think that young children can spot a phony a mile away,” he said.

Rogers also had a sense of humor about himself. He credited his mom for the fashion statement that says, more than anything else, “Won’t you be my neighbor?”

“My mother made a sweater a month for as many years as I knew her,” Rogers said. “And every Christmas she would give this extended family of ours a sweater.

“She would say, ‘What kind do you all want next year?’ ” said Rogers. “She said, ‘I know what kind you want, Freddy. You want the one with the zipper up the front.’ ”

Then there was the endless parodies, most notably by comedian Eddie Murphy, who played his own version of Mister Rogers on “Saturday Night Live.”

Rogers knew for a fact that Murphy meant no harm with his humor. In fact, they met once.

“He just put his arms around me and said, ‘The real Mister Rogers,’ ” he said.

Colleagues in shock

Rogers made his last public appearance on January 1, 2003, when he served as a Grand Marshal of the Tournament of Roses Parade, and tossed the coin for the Rose Bowl Game.

Marisa Lynch, who has worked for Family Communications Inc. for nearly 20 years, said she was in shock at his death.

“We just learned about his illness in January,” she said. “Luckily, he didn’t suffer.”

Staff members rushed into work around 2:20 a.m. after hearing that Rogers had passed away, Lynch said.

“We’re very loyal and dedicated,” she said of the employees.

Rogers’ nonprofit production company, Family Communications Inc., released a statement after his death. “We are grateful for the many people, young and old, who have cared about his work over the years and who continue to appreciate ‘Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood’ on PBS. We hope that you’ll join us in celebrating his life by reflecting on his messages and taking them into your everyday lives.”

Rogers once said he hoped kids who watch “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood” will take the show and its lessons with them as they grow into adults.

“We all long to be lovable and capable of loving,” he said. “And whatever we can do through the Neighborhood or anything else to reflect that and to encourage people to be in touch with that, then I think that’s our ministry.”

Fred Rogers is survived by his wife Joanne Rogers, their two sons and two grandsons, according to his Web site.

Article from http://www.cnn.com

I’m not greedy…

Clarence | My Life, Xanga | Wednesday, February 19th, 2003

As we walked up to the M&T Bank ATM, we noticed a rather annoying and loud beeping. Upon closer inspection, we noticed the screen asking us if we wanted to make another transaction with the over $4,000 left in the account. Without a doubt in our minds, we pushed the ‘No’ button. Out came someone’s ATM card.

What to do, what to do…

“Just push in random pins and the machine will eat the card,” suggested a friendly bystander. “0,0,0,0″ yielded “Which transaction would you like to make?” Stop tempting me you infernal machine!

Cancel.

“1,1,1,1″ also yielded “Which transaction would you like to make?” Apparently, this forgetful chump forgot to set a pin number on his ATM card. I was about ready to teach him a lesson and take $20 of his dollars. But I kid. Really, I kid.

We ended up sealing it up in a deposit envelope and “depositing it.”

I’m not greedy.

In other news, I want to thank everyone who signed the illustrious 8-cat birthday card and Mark for singing over the phone. Oh yeah, don’t forget, Assassin: Round 2 has started.

Bring it on. But not too much. I’m beginning to fear socks.

Another year…

Clarence | Musings, Xanga | Sunday, February 9th, 2003

It’s weird; aging, that is. Birthdays are so arbitrary. When I was younger, friends and family would always ask, “So how does it feel to be a year older?” A year older than what? Than I was last year? I mean, everyday I feel a year older than I did a year ago that day. Umm… yeah.

Anyway, I never feel different on my birthday, even the “big” ones. On my tenth birthday, the “double digits” birthday, nothing felt different. I still felt like I was eight. Even now, as my birthday approaches and arrives, I don’t feel any different. Not a teenager anymore? I still feel like I’m 8, except with a few more privileges (like staying up late :P).

My mind doesn’t seem to be aging, but my body sure is. I’m an old man. It’s weird to hear a 20 year old man say he’s old. But yeah, y’all over 20’s know what I’m talking about: you get tired at 2 in the morning, you must get at least 6 hours of sleep a night, or you start walking into walls and falling down stairs. You find you can’t eat as much as you used to. You get tired easily. You feel like its late at night, only to look at the clock and notice its 9:00. Shieet. That’s not cool. You find your girlfriend picking white hairs out of your head (lol @ eug, my bday buddy). As me and Eug like to say, “It’s all downhill from here.”

But then again, being 20 has its perks. Lots of them. Nice. I’m gon’ party like its my birfday. ‘Cuz it is.

Happy birthday to me.

The order people wished me a happy birthday within the first 10 minutes of my birthday:
1. Aeda
2. Helen
3. Mark (who sang Happy Birthday to me over the phone)

My Xanga knows me so well.

Clarence | Xanga | Saturday, February 8th, 2003

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I got scared when I read that. It was like xanga was talking to me. Weird.

P.S. Happy Birthday Eug!

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