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“But I want her to grow up knowing that I was the first man ever to fall in love with her. I'd always thought the father/daughter thing was overstated. But I can tell you, sometimes, she looks at me and I just become a puddle.”

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Book:The last lecture
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The last lecture

In this thought-provoking book, the author shares the profound insights and life lessons imparted by a university professor who is diagnosed with a terminal illness. The professor delivers a lecture that encapsulates his life's work, wisdom, and advice, leaving a lasting impact on his audience and readers alike. more

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Randy Pausch
Randy Pausch

Randy Pausch was a renowned computer science professor known for his contributions to virtual reality and computer graphics. He gained widespread attention for his battle with pancreatic cancer and inspired countless people through his 'Last Lecture' series in his final years. Professor Pausch was respected for his passion for education and his positive attitude towards life. more

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