A moment of silence to observe the very sad passing today of Mr. Fred Rogers. He was more than an icon. He was an institution.

I will forever remember growing up and looking forward to trips with Trolley to Make Believe Land, cavorting around the fine kingdom of the good and benevolent King Friday.

I will forever remember the jealousy I felt when I first tried to change my clothes while singing and found that I could not.

But more than anything, I will remember Mr. Rogers' calm soothing way of doing everything. He taught me at a young age the benefits of working through things with a relaxed attitude. I have not always adhered to this model, but I have always recognized its value.

Raise a glass with me tonight to the memory of Mr. Rogers.