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Friday, 22 May 2015 07:43 pmTerry Pratchett died March 12th. I cried a bit, acknowledged how silly it was to cry about a man I had never met, indulged in the swapping of favorite bits and meaningful quotes, and saw my niece introduced to the Discworld.
The 25th anniversary of Jim Henson's death was May 16th. I bawled shamelessly, teared up at the first notes of "It's Not Easy Being Green" or "Rainbow Connection" (which were, of course, all over the place), watched the memorial service, and raised a glass to the PBS triumvirate of Jim Henson, Bob Ross and Fred Rogers.
Somewhere in between, my own father died, and all I felt was relief.
The 25th anniversary of Jim Henson's death was May 16th. I bawled shamelessly, teared up at the first notes of "It's Not Easy Being Green" or "Rainbow Connection" (which were, of course, all over the place), watched the memorial service, and raised a glass to the PBS triumvirate of Jim Henson, Bob Ross and Fred Rogers.
Somewhere in between, my own father died, and all I felt was relief.