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Mister Rogers' Neighborhood

Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Oh, how I loved hearing Mr. Rogers sing his song. It meant peace and quiet for a half hour as my two toddlers settled down to spend time with this gentle psychologist-turned-TV neighbor.

Today, as I was walking back from a Metra ride to a northern suburb for a writing class, the phrase started singing all by itself  in my head. So I stopped, took my iPhone out of my backpack, and took pictures. It is a beautiful day in my neighborhood today!

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Amid the fading of summer and the coming of fall with its aromas of pumpkin spice cake and fresh eucalyptus, and quoting Mr. Rogers, I ask you:  “Won’t you be my neighbor?”

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