"Dad, He's Talking Right to Me!"
A few years ago, when my oldest daughter was much younger, she was curled up on the couch watching Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood. She was in that intensely observant stage of childhood where everything feels immediate, personal, and full of wonder. About five minutes into the episode, she suddenly turned around and said, “Dad! He's talking right to me!” It stopped me in my tracks. Because I knew exactly what she meant. Every generation has had that same experience. The quiet voice. The steady eye contact. The gentle assurance that you matter. Mister Rogers had a way of communicating that made millions of children feel like the camera lens was a direct line to their living room. He had mastered the...