When I was born, a long time ago, my mom probably laid in the hospital watching Bob Barker on Truth or Consequences. I feel this is very likely because from 1962 until 1975 or so, we watched it every single chance we could. In 1975 we did what almost every family in the US did in 1975. We watched The Price is Right. When I left my mother and went to college, I joined the Sigma Nu fraternity. Nevermind that James Dean and Harrison Ford were alumni, you HAD to know that Bob Barker was as well. And if you got a autographed picture of Bob Barker, as I did, your initiation went a lot smoother. We probably had fifty autographed pictures of Bob Barker on a small wall in our small house. I graduated college and started working, and Bob was right there with me. I am now a father, heavily in debt, doing what all fathers do in their mid 40’s. Only one thing remained absolutely the same during all the trials, tribulations, and challenges of my entire life. Bob Barker was always there. Not in a fatherly kind of way, but more like some cosmic force guiding those who sought a certain amount of serenity in their lives. People were always happy when Bob Barker was with them. Always. For fifty years, they were always happy. What religious figure can make that claim? There was no hell with Bob Barker. Just happiness dashed with a little disappointment that they couldn’t spend more time with Bob Barker.
As of last night, that constant cosmic serenity left the building for the last time.

Life’s gonna be kinda weird from now on.
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