text: Frederick: As a kid, what did you want to be?
  Francesca: A soldier and you?
  Frederick: That’s uncommon for a girl ☺
  Francesca: I grew up with a bunch of boys 
  Francesca: We all wanted to be soldiers
  Frederick: I wanted to be a teacher.
  Frederick: I had a math teacher that I really admired
  Frederick: I wanted to be like him. 
  Frederick: Mr. Taylor. Everybody loved him.
  Frederick: I learned he died a few years after we graduated.
  Frederick: He had cancer
  Frederick: But the disease didn’t beat his spirit
  Francesca: That’s sad
  Frederick: Yes….
  Frederick: He wasn’t old at all
  Frederick: He might have been in his 30s.
  Francesca: That’s really young.
  Francesca: We are 33 now.
  Francesca: Imagine you had to die now.
  Frederick: I know, right? The whole life in front of us…
target: Francesca wanted to become a soldier. Frederick wanted to become a teacher. His math teacher died of cancer few years after he graduated.