A Note From Dad
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Complete Sun, Oct 18, 202010m
"A Note From Dad" is a personal memento containing a heartfelt note originally written by my father, Siniša Jakovljević, in February 2011. This note, found in one of his old notebooks, has become a cherished keepsake and a lasting connection since his passing due to COVID-19 on April 1, 2020. This work is not just a piece of writing-it's a vessel of memory and love, preserving his voice, wisdom, and presence for future generations.
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