tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6232965658384447649.post3639862711000620824..comments2023-12-27T11:59:14.632-08:00Comments on Eva's Book Addiction: My Style Guru - Mr. RogersEva Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07921035998297319995noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6232965658384447649.post-23909412037031830752009-03-24T13:23:00.000-07:002009-03-24T13:23:00.000-07:00Aawww! Now I love him even more...Aawww! Now I love him even more...Eva Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07921035998297319995noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6232965658384447649.post-40635256662833599852009-03-20T18:18:00.000-07:002009-03-20T18:18:00.000-07:00I heard that the day after Christmas (or maybe New...I heard that the day after Christmas (or maybe New Year's Day), Mr. Rogers' family would gather, and each member would pick out a sweater pattern, and then the matriarch (I can't remember whether it was Mr. Rogers' wife or mother) would knit up the sweaters as Christmas presents for that year. Pretty adorable, huh? <BR/><BR/>But the hand-knit sweaters are just the tip of Mr. Rogers' charm iceberg. "Charm" is maybe the wrong word, because it tends to convey some sort of artifice. Mr. Rogers was about as sincere as it gets. I heard a clip of an interview with him afer he died, where the interviewer asked something to the effect of "Aren't you kind of wimpy?" And Mr. Rogers quietly explained that the best thing you can give to a child is yourself, and he just tried to be himself for children. What a wonderful sentiment...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com