I’m going to miss Andy Rooney. Not that I watched him without fail or hung onto every word he uttered while poking fun at life’s absurdities and us for taking ourselves too seriously. No, it will be because he got to do what he loved doing — writing and commenting — and didn’t much care what we thought. Like me doing this.
Andy was a living institution, an everyman philosopher, a symbol of and model for …yada yada.
Ouch! He would’ve hated that.
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