I am 40 and watched Mr. Rogers when I was a kid. When I saw the trailer for "A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood" and heard a character say to Matthew Rhys "please don't ruin my childhood," I felt like crying because it really does border on sacred for me. Mister Rogers was entertainment when I was a kid, but it's an exercise in self-awareness now that I'm an adult. All of his sweaters were sewn by his mother. He announced he was feeding the fish because a blind viewer was worried about it. There were a million little things like that where Fred Rogers did something for a very narrow audience (his mother, that one girl) that ended up impacting a much wider audience from people who learned about it and thought more about it (what is something my mother did for me, what are other things we do for the disabled). If my childhood pets, Mister Rogers, and Bill Watterson's Hobbes aren't in Heaven, I'm not sure I want to go.