Written by Jimmy O'Brien on October 9, 2012
With God as my witness, I have a confession to make. Regarding the atrocities committed at Penn State, the subsequent cover up, and the aftermath, I am guilty. Maybe not to the extent that Joe Paterno, the athletic department administrators, and Jerry Sandusky are guilty, but I have blood on my hands. I didn’t fully grasp my own complicity in the crimes until I returned for a football game this Fall. There, amid the pomp and the pageantry, my mind kept drifting back in time, and the guilt began gnawing at me like a rat’s tooth on bone.
Remember when the days were long,
And rolled beneath the deep blue sky.
We didn’t have a care in the world,
With mommy and daddy standing by.
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