The other day, I was talking to my mini-me colleague at work about my second-year calculus professor that I had in my undergraduate years. Yesterday, I did a survey sent by my alma mater.
After completing the survey, while on my university's Web site, I did a departmental search of the Math faculty. This professor wasn't on the list. Perhaps he had retired.
I did a search on Google. Sadly, he had passed away nearly two years ago from cancer.
This man was such a gentle soul. He was fully bilingual (English and French) and bright. I didn't realize that he was Jewish, as his last name is waspy.
The last time that I saw him was probably in the early 2000's. I had come to visit a former computer science professor on campus and this professor was on the same floor. We chatted. It was nice. I have fond memories of our conversation.
May he rest in peace and enjoy the fractals in his new universe.
It's nice that you have such fond memories of him.
ReplyDeleteI'm fortunate to remember such moments. They are even more special these days.
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