What would the 80s have been like without this man?
For a lot of us out there, John Hughes pretty much is our childhood. Without him we wouldn’t have had Ducky and Andie, Ferris and Cameron, Bender and Claire, or the world’s most lovable pain in the ass, Del Griffith.
Although Hughes was more prolific as a writer, he is a permanent part of our cultural subconscious due to his work as a director. His sudden death today at the tragically young age of 59 has, I’m sure, left all of us startled and saddened.
His movies, for a lot of us, rather helped define our generation and we still relate to them in acutely personal ways. Watching a John Hughes film is, for me anyway, like smelling your mother’s cooking on the way in from school—a million and one childhood memories wrapped up into a single experience.
And so, because of the very personal relationship so many of us have with his films, the Pictorial bestows its deepest sympathies to Hughes’ wife 39 years and their family.
He gave all of us so many happy memories that the least we can do is celebrate his.
All together now, you guys …
Kitty Packard's Pictorial 
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