The wonderful thing about getting older is that, when the process is handled right, you become younger at the same time.

It’s an acknowledged truth that when the clock of life turns past 60, yesterday slips easily out of recollection, while five decades ago come magically back to life.

This has become clear as I’ve read about the life and death of Joe Paterno.

Paterno was not only a legend at Penn State but also at a place called Brooklyn Preparatory High School, a Jesuit institution of rigid learning that opened its doors in 1908, at 1150 Carroll St. between Rogers and Nostrand Aves. in Crown Heights, and closed in 1972.

Paterno graduated in 1945, and I graduated from there in 1966, the year he became head football coach of Penn State.

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