No Icons

I have had two heroes for most of my life.   Roberto Clemente and Joe Paterno.   This week, like many, I'm thinking of Mr. Paterno.   I became part of the "Paterno Family" by playing football for Joe's brother, George Paterno.   This has been a hard week for me.   But there is something to take away.

This week I learned.   I learned that 10 000 good actions are erased by one inaction.   I learned that when a friend goes south the best you can do for yourself and the friend is bottom them out.   This week, after hearing all the horrible things that have been said about Joe Paterno, I learned that there are no icons.   I learned a lot of stuff from Joe over the years.   These were his last lessons. 

There are no icons.   In the end, all humans are just that, human.   And humans are flawed...even the old and wise.