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Who Was Stephen Hawking | Audio Book

In this episode, Who Was Stephen Hawking? . . .
We introduced you to the Penguin Random House Books Who Was? - Series. With over 250 titles, it tells the incredible stories of trailblazers, legends, innovators, and creators. This week meet Professor Stephen Hawking. A famous physicist and author. His friends nicknamed him "Einstein" as a teenager because he was brilliant.

Physics has always fascinated me. As a young college student, it was my subject of choice. After moving to California in 1985, I had a rare opportunity to meet Professor Hawking. During his many visits to the California Institute of Technology (Cal. Tech), Santa Monica City College booked his appearance (Sept. 1991).

Like millions, I devoured his best-selling book A Brief History of Time (1988), about the universe's origins, black holes, and other scientific concepts written in everyday language. We hope you enjoy my audio rendition from the children's book Who Was Stephen Hawking? by Jim Gigliotti. I've produced the audiobook in chapters. To listen to the entire book, click the link. It will take you to Spotify, and each chapter will be listed in order.

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I'm Patrick Ball; thanks for listening; see you in the next episode.

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