The world feels a little quieter today, stripped of the whimsical, rhythmic heartbeat that defined the childhoods of generations. Richard M. Sherman, the architect of our collective joy and the man who taught us that a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down, has passed away at ninety-five. He was more than a composer; he was a magician of the human spirit, weaving notes into memories that refused to fade, even as the man himself finally reached the edge of… Continue reading…
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