My childhood was graced with the legendary clown, Chris Wedes, who greeted children each morning in the Seattle-Tacoma area on local T.V. We knew him as J. P. Patches and he knew us as patches pals. He passed away on Sunday, July 22, 2012, after a long battle with cancer at the age of 84.

Today, his passing reminds me of the joys of simple childhood. Something today’s world should capture and administer itself a big booster shot.

After learning of his passing, I decided that his death should not serve as a footnote to my week, but that I would try and remember those days. Since I typically have a hard time remembering jokes, I knew this was going to be a tall task. Now, a week later, the best memory I can convey is that he made me feel good.

It was a time of simplicity and innocence when children still roamed the neighborhoods after dark and didn’t have to worry excessively about strangers. We went to the drive-in once a year and owned a stereo that was as big as our living room couch. Electric stoves were used to heat left-overs and the most gears anyone could have on their bike was ten.

Our world has come a long way since my childhood, but have we forgotten to bring the good feelings with us? Certainly, I would not want to trade the luxuries and conveniences of today with those of my childhood, but I would not have traded the joys of simple humor.

You can read more about J. P. Patches here.

Who holds a special place in your childhood memories?

Remembering Chris Wedes-The Clown
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  • We were incredibly blessed to be children in the Seattle/Tacoma area. I actually feel sorry for kids whose families didn’t have TV’s by choice. Every local station had a children’s entertainer/educator that made us laugh, taught us interesting things and told us to go to school. They were cool grown ups. Along with J.P. Patches on Ch. 7 we had Brakeman Bill on Ch. 11, Wunda Wunda on Ch. 9 which was the local educational channel, Capt. Puget on 4 and the wonderful Stan Boreson, the King of Scandinavian humor. Oh, that reminds me I need to get his Christmas Albums. How much good children’s programming we had. Maybe that’s why we are so zany out here, and no one else seems to understand us.

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