When Mary Tyler Moore passed away a few weeks ago, I decided to watch all 168 episodes. I was a little concerned. Was it really as funny as I remembered it as a young adult. While there were a handful of episodes that were not brilliant, I think there was a consistency to this series that may have never been matched. The cast was brilliant. We got to know them intimately. Even though we could predict their behavior, each script was fresh and downright funny. From Ed Asner to Ted Knight. From Gavin McLeod to Valerie Harper. From Chloris Leachman to Betty White. They revolved Like beautiful planets around a sun that was Mary Tyler Moore, one of the most brilliant comedians of our time. She was beautiful and sweet and never hogged the stage. This final episode paid homage to the world that they trod for seven wonderful years. The writers said goodbye in the best way possible, allowing them to hug and squeeze every last ounce out of their personas. Life is short and a show like this filled in spaces for the lonely and the shy and the everyman and everywoman. It will live forever.