Fred Rogers was always saying things like that to the people around him: “How blessed your wife is to have you for a husband!” “How blessed your colleagues are to have you to work with!” “How blessed your children are!” (He once even told me that a magazine I was working for at the time was “blessed” and “lucky” to have me on staff.) But no matter how often you heard him say it to others, you never doubted his sincerity when he said it to you.
