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College Admissions Essay: My Father As A Role Model
As I looked down onto the field I could see my breath float upwards out of the stadium and dissipate into the crisp fall air. I turned to see my dad cocooned in his Lehigh scarf, while a brown and white pom-pom danced on top his head. Yankee stadium was almost at max capacity, full of Lehigh mountain hawks and Lafayette leopards. We watched with anticipation as the first punt of the 150th Lehigh Lafayette game lifted the ball high into the air. The atmosphere was electric, a sensation to be remembered.

My dad has always been a role model to look up to. His patience and overall understanding of complex problems can turn seemingly difficult situations into learning opportunities for me to grow from. He earned his Bachelors degree from Lehigh

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