Maybe this is why I have been feeling down.

 This paragraph I think sums up the feeling of a lot of alum at PSU.

Those who came were not there to worship a god. They were there to say goodbye to a man, not a saint but certainly not the devil, whose lack of better judgement when it came to realizing that a predator was lurking on his campus and around his football team had tarnished his previously pristine legacy in the eyes of many. They were paying their last respects to a man who had passed six months prior to his likeness also being laid to rest. And you could tell that some knew, they were paying their last respects to the Penn State football they grew up being a part of.

Read the whole thing here.