Earlier, about 30 minutes after the news broke, I heard what happened and let out a shriek. “Not Pee-wee” I cried out, immediately wondering why I hadn’t even known he had cancer. A bit of shame washed over me for not knowing something so serious about someone so beloved. And then I read the note he wrote just before he left us and the sadness pierced through.
I never met the man, but he was a fixture in my childhood. And, because life can be one hell of a crazy ride, I don’t remember a whole heck of a lot of my childhood, but I do remember him clear as day. What a loss. Thank you for everything, Paul Reubens.
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