Mr. Rogers & Me

At 16, I probably appeared to my peers as if I were ready to take on the world. In the five years since my family had relocated in 1980 from Arlington, Va., to Lexington, Ky., I had gone from being an awkward, insecure sixth grader with remnants of a bowl cut, to a reasonably popular high school sophomore. I had oodles of friends and annoyed my siblings by monopolizing our phone... Continue Reading →

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