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In the beginning, Mister Rogers was just a comforting distraction. A little background noise, some bright colors for eyes that could only make out large blobs. Soon, he became part of our day. My husband would leave before it was light outside, but inside I sat in the glow of the television for 30 minutes each morning.
"Wasn't he gay?" That's what people often ask me when they learn that I'm working on a book about Fred Rogers -- the beloved creator, writer, and host of Mister Rogers' Neighborhood. I've come to believe that the question, however intended, reveals just as much about the questioners as it does about Rogers.