We were a lucky generation. We were part of a zeitgeist that John Hughes created. From the poignant (Sixteen Candles) to the relevant (The Breakfast Club) to the SO-RELEVANT-IT'S-LIKE-GETTING-EFFED-IN-THE-A (Ferris Bueller's Day-off), our generation was formed by John Hughes.
So you can imagine how heavily the loss of Mr. Hughes weighs on us.
In my mind's eye, we're gathered at the steps of some random University, misfits and prom queens and jocks and con men alike, quietly humming Simple Mind's "Don't You" waving goodbye to a man that spoke for a generation.

"Someday these kids are gonna be running the country. This is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night."
--The Breakfast Club