There’s a photo of me that my mother took. I’m probably about 2-years-old and wearing a diaper. I’m in front of the television, and on the screen you can see a news anchor speaking.
That was 18 years ago. At this moment, I am once again sitting in front of a television. This time though, I’m alone in my apartment wearing sweatpants and a v-neck T-shirt. I’m tuned to CNN and watching the network break the news at Penn State. I don’t even like sports or barely know who Joe Paterno is, but I’m still glued to it. Just as I would have been at the age of two.