Willard Scott has passed. Mr. Scott was one of those people who were a part of the Story of Dave. That is, the world in which I grew up, came to understand things, and generally moved form childhood to adulthood. It's all those things, images, events, movies, songs, books, classes, games, parks, walks with parents, and television weathermen that make the world the one I know.
In Willard's case, beyond my knowing of him as the first Ronald McDonald, he was often the butt of jokes from the Letterman generation, especially because of his famous Smuckers shout out to elderly citizens breaking that 100th birthday mark. I now see that sort of humor as one of the defects of my generation.
But he was Mr. parade announcer, weatherman, and fellow with a perpetual smile. No doubt behind the scenes he had his moments. But in hindsight, he's the type of fixture in my cultural memories that I'm glad was there. When I consider many others I looked up to back in the day, what they really represented, or what they became, I think it's nice that a Willard Scott was there, paying attention to the elderly, making people feel good, and generally doing what he could to make people feel a little happier in the day.
Say what you will, that's not a bad way to spend a life. Thanks for the memories and the smiles and the Senior Citizen shout outs Mr. Scott. May God bless you and those you leave behind.