I had a meeting today, which is only relevant in that I was offline and not paying attention to news for much of the day, and afterwords I stopped in a pizza place for a slice and overheard a woman about my age saying something about Captain Kangaroo to her daughter, and wondered vaguely, in that way you do when you’re only half thinking about something, why this child would know or care who Captain Kangaroo was.
Then I got home and saw that Bob Keeshan had passed away.
It may depend on your age. Captain Kangaroo was certainly a staple of my childhood, during the mid-to-late sixties. In fact, here’s a bit of trivia for you: my very pen name is a misremembered version of “Tom Terrific”, a cartoon which ran on the Captain’s show during the years in which I was part of the target demographic.
Condolences to Bunny Rabbit and Mr. Moose, and, of course, Mr. Green Jeans.