WHEN I STARTED watching Sesame Street, I was a little kid living in New York. I was an only child. By the time I stopped watching, I'd moved out of the city. I was soon to move to Florida. And I had a big expanse of woods behind my house to explore, and two beautiful baby sisters to be very, very careful of and not run around and siddown already would you? That's a lot of change to absorb in a short little life.
It's hard to imagine a time when there wasn't a lot of children's entertainment that played over and over on the playback systems in minivans on long trips, but there you go. Fred Rogers and Sesame Street got an awful lot of us through some bumpy bits of childhood -- moments that were scary or confusing, moments where things never seemed sure or where adults could perplex and frustrate you. It was a comfort, and it was entertaining, and it taught most of us to count and our A, B, C's too. And it taught us that people were the same no matter what they looked like.
And it taught us it was okay to be green. So thanks for that.
Oh, and thanks for this, too:
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