I started crying about five minutes in, and continued intermittently throughout.

It's Jack Lemmon and Hank Azaria, in a story about sportswriter Mitch Albom's visits back to his old teacher, after finding out that his teacher had ALS (Lou Gehrig's Disease).
It's about how to die, and how to live. And I found it more moving than I care to admit. But here I go, admitting it.
Don't tell anybody.
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