Interactions with Joe
As a typical students at Penn State, most of us never had much actual interaction with Joe Paterno during our years on campus outside of going to games on Saturdays. But there are those rare times when you would come across the legend. I posted this on facebook earlier this morning and I received some responses from other alums who had similar experiences. I thought it would be good to hear about it from the people on this website who understand what Joe Paterno meant to us.
I had two interactions with Coach Paterno during my 4 years at Penn State.
The first was my sophomore year. I had turned my ankle playing basketball at the IM building the previous night and was limping across campus going to class on a typical snowy winter day. I was looking down at my feet as I walked and I was probably feeling sorry for myself. As I walked I ran into another set of feet and looked up. It was Joe Paterno. I was stunned as I had never been this close to him before. My mouth probably hung agape. He looked at me and my ankle and he said, "Hang in there buddy, you'll get better". It was nothing really. But I think I glided the rest of the way to class. I was so happy that Coach Paterno had stopped his walk to say something to me. While I cannot recall for certain, but I don't think anyone else had stopped to give me any words of encouragement that day.
The second was my senior year when I was working at the Hi-Way Pizza restaurant off Westerly Parkway south of campus near the High School. It's closed now but it was a pizza pub that catered mostly to locals, not students. While working one evening, Joe and Sue Paterno show up for dinner. They arrived at the hostess stand and waited to be seated. I was working the six pack shop and the take out window at the front or the store. I knew the waitress who waited on them. She told the rest of us that they were there to celebrate their anniversary. Joe and Sue Paterno had decided to go out to dinner for their wedding anniversary at Hi-Way Pizza?? They appeared really happy during their meal talking to each other. We generally left them alone with the exception of our manager going over twice to check on their meal. He tried to comp their meal but they refused. I was left with the impression that these were humble people who were just like any of the rest of us. They were just like my parents or anyone else's who wanted to go to dinner for their anniversary. It didn't matter where they went, it only mattered who they were with.
These were my two personal interactions with Joe Paterno. Both were simple moments that underlined to me that Joe did not view himself as above all others. As much as we put him on a pedestal, he didn't put himself on one.
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Thanks for sharing
I think those and all little stories from people running into Joe and Sue around town, tell more about the man and his way of life than anything else.
One of my life’s regrets that I never got to meet him, was close to him once, after the Michigan night game last year, was leaving the stadium walking towards campus, and he came driving up the road with Spanier driving, was right next to the car, didn’t realize it was him till everyone started yelling. Was about 4 feet away from him, closest I ever got.
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That's cool
It really shows how down to Earth he really was.
Very interesting
My parents usually took me to that Hi-Way pizza when they came to town.
I've been downhearted baby, I've been downhearted baby, ever since the day we met . . .
My only interaction with Joe came about a year or 2 before I started at Penn State.
Heck, it was before I ever even considered going to Penn State, so I didn’t really think much of it at the time. With the benefit of hindsight I wish I had done more to meet the man and show him how appreciative I was of him and his accomplishments. Anyway, I was up at campus as a coach for the Special Olympics and he was, as always, the master of ceremonies or whatever it was called. It wasn’t just a publicity thing for him, though. He really got involved and had a bunch of current and former players heavily involved as well (I met Kerry Collins, too). I always thought that was really cool of him, seeing as he’s about the most famous person in one of the biggest sports in America and here he was helping out with the Special Olympics.
Wow, is Sue a great woman?
My wife would have killed me if I had taken her to Hi-Way Pizza for our anniversary! (My kind of place, BTW!) Of course, she would have loved it had Joe taken her.
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by PaJoe on Jan 22, 2012 7:30 PM EST reply actions 1 recs
I didn't know Hi-Way Westerly had closed.
I worked there for three years when I was in school.
Born and raised in the shadow of Mount Nittany
Agree
I used to go there whenever I went back. Outside of football weekends it was never that crowded (probably why it’s closed). They had good food (pasta with vodka sauce was great), Yeunging B&T on tap, and the same desserts as the Deli, which are fantastic.
I'm not an old-timer, but I'm guessing the Hi-Way Pizza
on North Atherton isn’t the same?
A plateau is a high form of flattery.
by Assorted Fruit on Jan 22, 2012 10:55 PM EST up reply actions
Serendipity - seems to apply to these kinds of meetings.
In checking out comment boards for the past few months, I’ve seen quite a number of these chance-meeting vignettes appear. I suspect you can make quite a collection of them in these next few days as memories are jogged. Coach Paterno seems to have very visible to the public for such a private, humble soul.
HiWay Pizza on Westerly is closed???
Damn…when I lived in Southgate apartments my senior year that place was like home away from home when at a loss for what to eat…..or drink in lieu of eating. They had a really crappy big screen (they were all crappy then) where we watched State defeat OSU in Columbus in 1978 and the place got so crazy the owner/manager handed out free pitchers of (I believe) watered down rolling rock to the whole place. It’s the thought that counts!
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