When I met Mr. Rogers, along with my sleeping baby, someone snapped a photo and gave it to me. Mr. Rogers seemed to like our little one and asked, “Would you send me a copy of that picture? Just mail it to ‘Mr. Rogers, Pittsburgh, PA’ and it will get to me. I get a lot of mail sent to that address. It’s like Santa. You don’t need any more for the address than that.”
Given the choice, I would still rather be in the company of Mr. Rogers than Santa. Visiting these centers will give you a chance to see why this author was so important.
On our Pennsylvania Trail, the Fred Rogers Center in Latrobe is the eighth stop, and the Children’s Museum of Pittsburgh is the ninth.