It falls on me to do this. I don't want to. I don't want not to.
So I've been pacing the room for a couple hours, trying to figure out what to say about the death of Joe Paterno.
No gushing. No gashing, either.
No pretending to greater insight than I really had. I've been in his home, engaged him...
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