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.