I thought that today was going to be just your average day. Go to work, hang out with a bunch of like minded people (geeks like me…) watch some television. It pretty much was an average day, except that it was book ended by death. This morning I was e-mailed the news that Captain Kangaroo has passed on (I hadn’t bothered to look at my headlines yet.) I will admit that I wasn’t as upset about this as I was about Fred Rodgers’ death last year, and it’s making me nervous as to which kid show personality of my childhood will pass on next winter (to be honest, I think that Mr. Rogers was the only one that really had an impact on me – so it’ll be sad but not really tragic for me.) Unfortunately for the millions of young children out there, there will be no Captain Kangaroo. I have not seen his show being repeated – perhaps this will change.
This evening I was looking at my headlines and saw that Helmut Newton had died in a car crash. This is the second high profile photographer to die this month – though I wasn’t familiar with Francesco Scavullo by name, but I probably have seen his work. I respect the work that they both did, but I could never even begin to emulate it. Mostly because they both worked with people – I’m no good with people; I prefer to find inanimate things that excite me – but also because they were just plain great.
So that was my day, as it was. But they say these things come in threes, and it started yesterday with Ann Miller – star of MGM musicals of the 40’s and 50’s. I’m going to need to watch some of her films, though I did get to see Kiss Me Kate on the big screen about 10 years ago. She was “Too Darn Hot.”
Sorry to bum you out today, maybe something happier later…