I never really cared for the TV persona of Mr. Rogers. I liked the trolley, and the castle, and the grumpy looking old lady who lived in a tree. It is a shock to find in his commencement address at Dartmouth, so many similarities to my own ways of being. I hate it when I come face to face with my prejudices. I assumed that Mr. Rogers was a christian, and I further assumed that he was incapable of having any real depth or connectivity to anything. I am ashamed and disgusted with myself. Of course...I'll get over it ;)