The day I turned 16 I got a job at the best restaurant in town. Granted, it was a local Mexican restaurant nestled inside a motel built for truckers and was on its way to being condemned. But for my quaint town in the middle of Missouri, there was no finer dining establishment. 

A week ago, I sat in an arena I’ve spent most of the winter in. JQH Arena was my second home. I covered the rollercoaster Missouri State men’s basketball season and helped cover the historic Lady Bears’ perfect home season. But last Thursday, I walked into an arena that was less than a quart…