Pennstate! We are… a Pennstate family. I’m not sure exactly where or how it started, but growing up I knew I was always supposed to cheer for the team in the plain blue and white uniforms, with the funny looking coach. Later on, I got accepted to go there myself, and was almost convinced after a visit to the campus. Luckily, I got to live the Pennstate life through my sister, when she moved into Happy Valley several years later. So the blue and white runs deep in this family, and we were all saddened by the passing of Joe Paterno this week.
Ben was also introduced to the Nittany Lions at an early age (as you can see in this picture I dug up of him and his proud aunt) I’m not sure exactly how much he knows, but he thinks of them as the other football team that we cheer for besides the Black and Gold. He knows their colors, he knows their chant (give him a ‘We are…’ and he will yell back ‘Pennstate!’ without hesitation.) But, I’m not sure how familiar he is with this guy that they called JoePa. After enduring the unfolding news of the past few months, and then the events of this past week after Paterno passed away, it got me thinking, what would I want Ben to know about this football coach with the rolled up pants and the thick black glasses?
It finally came into focus earlier tonight as I watched Joe Paterno’s son, Jay, speak about his father. He talked about how proud he was of his dad and his life’s work. Jay talked about how his dad loved his family unconditionally and right up to the end was more worried about others than himself. He said that Joe had constantly tried to teach his kids the lessons they would need to be successful in life and stressed for them to be confident in themselves and to not be afraid to reach for their dreams. His dad taught him humility, the importance of giving and caring for others. What really hit home, was when Jay said that his dad had done all that he could, that he gave him the armor and the knowledge that he needed to grow into a man (a good man) of his own who could survive and succeed in this world.
That’s when the light bulb went off in my head and I thought “That’s the kind of dad I want to be for Ben, that’s the kind of impact I hope I can have on his life!” I can only hope that when he grows older, maybe Ben will say some of the same things about me. In the meantime, I can only try my best to teach him the right things and raise him the right way. Ben inspires me to be a good person, to work hard, dream big, and to constantly fight to give him the best that I can.
So, if in the future, Ben asks me about this Joe Paterno guy, I’ll give him the whole story, the good and the bad. But most of all, I’ll tell him what his family said about him in the end, about how proud his kids were of their dad and how he raised them. I hope Ben will be just as proud of me.
Of course, then I’ll give Ben a loud “We Are…”, and I have no doubt he will smile and shout back “Pennstate!”
RIP JoePa!
(I realize Joe Paterno has become a very polarizing figure, so if your views of the man are different from mine, feel free to message me privately, but I ask that you refrain from posting any negative comments to this blog. Thanks!)








