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In Memory Of Mister Rogers’ Handyman And Music Shop Owner Joe Negri

He played a handyman on TV, but Joe Negri’s real work, shaping generations of jazz musicians in Pittsburgh, needed no make believe.

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Like so many others, I grew up watching Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood. As the youngest child in a blended household that was at times less than tranquil, my daily dose of Mr. Rogers was a much-needed oasis of gentle quiet and reassurance, important enough that it sometimes led to conflict with my older sisters, who preferred to watch Star Trek (already in syndication) at the same time.

I don’t think I realized it at the time, but the music was a huge part of my fascination. For a budding young pianist who eventually went on to major in music, the program’s piano-centric background score (not to mention Mr. Rogers’ own, often self-accompanied musical interludes) was a huge part of the appeal. To watch Mr. Rogers as a child was to be subsumed into a world of imagination, one that, unlike so much of children’s programming today, was thoughtful and slow-moving, yet still held multi-sensory appeal.

One of the recurring........

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