While the night birds sing

Isn't it odd how you can brainstorm a whole bunch of ideas for a blog post but when you sit down to write it, you can think of nothing to say? Perhaps it's odd that I brainstorm blog posts in the first place. In any case, the passing of Robert Sherman hit me harder than most celebrity passings because I really am a huge, huge fan of the Sherman brothers. I've bought movies simply because there was a featurette about them on it. I searched high and low for a copy of the boys. I consider my cd of their greatest songs to be one of the best purchases I ever made. Today, I bought their memoir, Walt's Time. I worked today and all day I kept thinking of what I'd write when I blogged about this. But now, I can't think of much to say. It is a sad, sad loss, but I'm truly glad that his legacy is sure to live on for years to come. After all, who can forget "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious," "it's a small world after all," "There's a Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow," "Chim-Chim-Cheree," "A Spoonful of Sugar," "I Wanna Be Like You," "Winnie the Pooh," or "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang?" Save for Frontierland/Liberty Square, their songs are played in every land of the Magic Kingdom.

And so, Rest in Peace, Robert Sherman.

Finally, I leave you with Robert's own favorite of his songs - and it's one of my absolute favorites as well - "On the Front Porch With You" from Summer Magic.