I usually don’t get really sad when celebrities die?  Usually because it’s like, sure I like them, and yeah it’s sad when they die, but I wasn’t like really close to them so I’m not too hung up on it?  But James Avery… that really is like a piece of my childhood is gone.  Not just Uncle Phil, but Shredder in the original TMNT cartoon.  That’s two hits at once.  It kinda sucks  :(  It’s so weird too because my brain is like, when celebrities die it’s usually not ones I grew up with?  It might be someone my parents grew up with, or like, someone I learned about in my twenties or something.  But I was still a kid with Fresh Prince AND with TMNT.  

So yeah, it’s a sad time to be an 80s kid.  

Rest in Peace, James.  You’ll be missed.