I was confused, angry, betrayed, sickened, and heartbroken. These feelings coursed through my veins in early November when the details about Jerry Sandusky’s alleged criminal acts caught fire and spread over the entire globe in a matter of hours. It was all so sudden. Everyone was just plain shocked.
I wanted answers. I found myself reading explicit, but honest, court documents to separate fact from fiction. The information that I ingested made me tear up. How is this possible? I thought. Especially in my perfect little bubble that is State College?
Everyone had an opinion – from the media, to family and friends, to people on the Internet and television making jokes and mean comments. This was the farthest thing from a joke. The world had so much to say without knowing all the facts. My friend’s dad said he had business contacts from other countries asking what he thought about Joe Paterno “raping all those kids.” Really? Really???? I hated everyone.
I reluctantly but tirelessly fielded phone calls, e-mails, and texts from various acquaintances. I wanted to keep people filled in on the reality of what was going on, answer questions, and encourage them to read the court documents for themselves.
Then, the riots happened. I should have never been there. Seeing multiple lampposts get knocked down and a news van get flipped scared the life out of me. There was so much disrespect running rampant in the form of hordes of angry and confused students taking out their frustrations on the place they loved most – Penn State. I have never been more ashamed, and all I could think about was how our once spotless and proud reputation was just continuing to tarnish right in front of my eyes.
I didn’t come to this school because of football. I didn’t come to see Joe Paterno on the sidelines and the Nittany Lion cartwheeling about the stadium. I came for one reason: To get an education at a university with national recognition for academics and time-honored traditions.
Even though I’m a huge PSU football fan, “We Are” so much more than that. We have the best school spirit in the country. We have nationally ranked academic programs. We raise millions for pediatric cancer ever year. We have hundreds of clubs that cater to students’ interests and give back to the community.
All of these positive aspects of Penn State have apparently slipped people’s minds due to the Sandusky scandal. It sickens me to think that students, faculty, and Penn State’s name have been dragged through the mud due to one man’s horrendous actions. It also saddens me to think that this is the way Joe Paterno’s legacy ended, that this is what he will be remembered for. Funding a library and other various programs to benefit the school are just not enough for people. I hate seeing Penn State’s biggest icon fall from grace, but it remains to be seen at the trials if he deserved this fate. Either way, it’s heartbreaking.
Things have calmed down now. Penn State is not on the headline of every media source in existence anymore, thank goodness. The Valley isn’t “Happy” yet though, not even close. It will take some time, but the amazing community that is Penn State will get through this by sticking together and staying strong. We Are (Still) Penn State, forever!