It’s You I Like

It’s You I Like

I sat on the hotel room bed weeping as I watched Mr. Rogers sing “It’s You I Like” to his guest, Jeff, a young wheelchair user on his show. It was the second time in two months I had found myself alone in a hotel room, channel surfing, and landing on Mr. Rogers. I was watching the documentary Won’t You Be My Neighbor? The first time was on a business trip in California. The hotel TV included movies, and A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood was pl…