Growing up I watched a lot of television. No, Ma didn't sit me in front of the t.v. because she needed her "me time". I was always fascinated by television. How its done, what it takes to make a tv show, and the construction of a set, casting, etc. In past years I've read even more on the creation of Sesame Street and animation.
But over the course of years I've been thinking about the oddities of one of my favorite shows "Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood". For my foreign readers, "Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood"is about a man who has a second home to hang out by himself and talk to a wall. He'd feed his fish, play with his trolley and puppets, and had a giant traffic signal and television set with a picture frame wrapped around it. And a mailman who must not have heard of email since he thought he brought "speedy delivery". Doesn't help that his name was Mr. McFeely and he had a mustache. Talk about child molester...
But what always bothered me was whether or not Mrs. Rogers knew about this "second life". Did she know that Mr. Rogers owned a second house where he worried about tracking dirt onto the carpets? Or had a second closet full of sweaters? We never saw him do the wash but he never took sweaters home for the wife to clean. And he never brought in a basketful of clean sweaters. And the shoes? Why not just wear slippers or socks. If your feet and arms are cold, turn up the heat.
Its sad when a man must keep such a large secret from his wife...poor guy. But he did it for decades. And she never found out.
That's it for me!
Bobby P.
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