Richard M. Sherman, the legendary songwriter behind iconic film scores like *Mary Poppins*, has passed away at 95. Sherman, who collaborated with his brother Robert B. Sherman, died of an age-related illness at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles. Sherman’s notable achievements include two Oscars and three Grammy Awards. His music, featured in classics like *Mary Poppins*, *The Jungle Book*, and *It’s a Small World*, has left a lasting impact on the entertainment industry. Disney CEO Bob Iger and Pixar’s Pete Docter praised Sherman’s timeless contributions, while film historian Leonard Maltin highlighted his optimism and enduring legacy. Born on June 12, 1928, Sherman’s career spanned from his early days in Beverly Hills to creating memorable songs for Disney and beyond.
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