I was born in 1964, which means that, for the first part of my life, I lived under the specter of the Cold War and the lingering fears of nuclear war. That seems so very long ago, as if the world has evolved well past that kind of thing, but yet events last week in Ukraine have brought back scores of not-so-pleasant memories. I confess to having some serious anxious thoughts as all of these current events unfolded, which is difficult to write (I'm supposed to be always in control, in case you didn't know that...) but never the less very true. As I write this, I'm still feeling somewhat anxious, and it seems like events could further escalate out of control at any moment.
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Preface: I have two degrees from Penn State. I am a life member of the Alumni Association. I served on the Penn State Harrisburg Alumni Society board. I helped fund a Penn State scholarship. Penn State will be a beneficiary of my estate. In fact, I've contributed more to Penn State over the years than I have any other organization. Simply put, I have earned the right to be critical of PSU.
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When the words "Penn State" and "Horrible" are mentioned in a sentence, it usually is because of the legacy of the abuse scandal that occurred late during the tenure of former coach Joe Paterno. That's not where I am going with this posting. Instead, this is my target: