He Talked To Me

I remember the sound of his voice: sonorous, comforting, just the kind of voice for early on the weekend mornings.

I remember his blue coat with its big pockets. I remember the sparkle in his eyes. And his smile. I remember his smile.

And Jumping Bear. And Mr. Green Jeans. I remember them.

I remember What time is it, Grandfather Clock? and the clock's crazy eyes spinning around.

And when they broke for commercials, I remember the Lionel train pulling up to the Battle Creek mills as he talked about Rice Krispies.

But must of all, I remember that voice and that smile and that look in his eyes as he spoke directly to me.

Goodbye, Captain.

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Bob Keeshan, Captain Kangaroo, 1927-2004.

Update: What was I thinking, Jumping Bear!? Of course, it was Dancing Bear!

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