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In Memory of Joe Paterno

Joe Paterno was an honorary chair of the Uplifting Athletes Capital Campaign.  This is the transcript to the speech I presented at the Joe Paterno Memorial Service held on Wednesday, February 15, 2012 in Harrisburg. You can watch a replay of the service here (my remarks begin with 30 minutes remaining in the broadcast).

To learn more on my perspectives about life, you can read my words of remembrance about Coach Daniels in an earlier blog postJoe Daniels, a former assistant at Ohio State, was also a campaign chair.  


Good afternoon.  It is humbling to stand before you today.  I would like to personally thank the Paterno family for graciously allowing all of us to share in the grieving process.  YOU are a first-class institution.

Everyone here today has a relationship with Coach Paterno.  Some of you are family.  Others are friends…perhaps former players…colleagues or fellow parishioners.  Many of you are fans and a lucky few may have even taken a picture with him.  But whether or not you ever met him does not necessarily define YOUR relationship with Joe Paterno…in my opinion, the best measure of your relationship is how he’s influenced YOU to live YOUR life.

While I was a member of the Penn State football team, my father was diagnosed with a rare disease.  Upon learning that little could be done because of a lack of public interest, my family embarked on a journey to find a cure. It was at that time that my teammates rallied around us to start the “Lift For Life.”  This effort has since evolved into a full-service…national…nonprofit called Uplifting Athletes that works with college football players to raise money for rare disease research.  THIS is a direct product of Joe’s GRAND EXPERIMENT, which he started in 1966 to prove that you would win in the classroom AND on the football field.

In fact, I choose Penn State because they were the only school that told me I could major in engineering and compete for a national championship.  But it’s because Joe’s standards were uncompromised….and the Penn State football program has been built on integrity…that I found myself in a locker room surrounded by like-minded athletes who could respond to adversity in such a positive way.  Not to mention a program with a coaching staff and administration that trusted us to pursue this greater purpose.

At this time, I’d like to ask any former players that are with us today to please stand.

Thank you.

Anyone who would like to learn more about the Grand Experiment, please find one of these gentlemen and ask them to share their story.  We all have one!

It’s hard sometimes for the rest of the world to understand that Joe was more than a football coach or that his legacy is more than his 409 wins.  I believe it was Aristotle who once said, “where your talents meet the needs of the world, therein lies your calling.”  Joe didn’t have to be a teacher to educate young men nor did he have to start a nonprofit to serve his community.  By using his natural talents to the best of his ability…he has made the world a better place.

“Success With Honor” is often referred to in the media as a “motto” or a “slogan.” My goal is to prove that it’s a way of life…And in his memory…I’d like to ask all of you to join me in accepting this challenge.

Thank you, Coach.


Posted by on February 15, 2012 in In Memory


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Stronger Every Day: A Simple Plan

Over the coming days and weeks I will be sharing a series of posts that tell the story of Uplifting Athletes–a charitable effort that grew out of the personal tragedy of losing my father, Don Shirley, a respected role model and community hero.  In writing these posts, I hope that I might be able to share personal insight into the hurdles that had to be cleared before the growth of Uplifting Athletes could begin. I encourage you to share your own thoughts and experiences with me as I relive this journey.

A Simple Plan

Jones, Shirley & Costlow

Jones, me & Costlow in the early days

Uplifting Athletes started with an innocent conversation between two college football players. The story has been well documented, but I never mind sharing the details. In the fall of 2002, I was a receiver with the Penn State football team. I was on my way home from practice one day when my cell phone rang. When I saw my mom’s name on the screen, my heart dropped to my stomach. It was one of those calls that I knew was going to bring bad news. Sure enough, I answered the phone and she was so choked up that she couldn’t even talk. I pulled into the parking lot in front of the Nittany Lion Inn while she composed herself enough to tell me that my father had been diagnosed with renal cell carcinoma (commonly known as kidney cancer). They were told that he’d be lucky to see me graduate six months later.

Thanks to Coach Joe Paterno’s teachings–You’re never as good as you think you are when you win, and you’re never as bad as you think you are when you lose–I had developed a pretty level head. You hear about people beating cancer all the time, right? My dad had lived a healthy lifestyle – he didn’t drink or smoke and remained active as a high school baseball coach for 30-plus years. He was a fighter. He was going to be a survivor. Everything was going to be OK.

That fall, I went with my parents to the best medical centers in the mid-Atlantic region. Everywhere we went, though, we were told that nothing could be done. In my mind, that meant we just hadn’t found the right doctor yet. We finally got a referral to Johns Hopkins, which in my mind was like going to see the Wizard of Oz. As excited as I was to go, I was equally heartbroken when we left. The doctor didn’t even stay in the room long enough to close the door. All he said was that there was nothing they could do.

On the way back to State College, it hit me that there had to be more to this story. So I called the American Cancer Society and was told that kidney cancer does not typically respond to standard first-line treatments such as chemotherapy or radiation and is not one of the organization’s priorities. They were sorry, and I was now more desperate. My next call was to the Kidney Cancer Association. That is when I learned why nothing could be done: Kidney cancer affected fewer than 200,000 Americans and was classified as a “rare disease,” meaning there was little financial incentive to make and market new treatments.

The rest of the trip home left me plenty of time to think. I had always assumed that cancer was cancer. I never considered different cancers to be different diseases. But they are. Different molecular pathologies. Different treatment protocols.

So now what? By the time I walked into my apartment, I was pretty aggravated. My roommate and teammate, Damone Jones, was sitting on the couch watching TV and greeted me as usual. Except this time, when he asked how my day was, I expressed my frustration with the situation that my family was facing. It wasn’t that “nothing could be done.” It was that it wasn’t important enough to do anything. Without hesitation, Damone shrugged his shoulders and suggested that we do something. “We’re Penn State players,” he said. “If we do something stupid, it’s on the front page of the papers. Let’s take advantage of the position that we’re in and use that spotlight to make a difference.”

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Posted by on December 14, 2011 in Don Shirley, Uplifting Athletes


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