(thoughtful string music)
- [Voiceover] The other day I was looking through
old photos of me as a kid.
And it struck me how similar my dad and I actually are.
We're both quiet, reserved.
I realized that as a kid,
my dad was the most important person in my life.
The best part of my day was hearing the garage open.
My brother and I would sprint toward the door,
screaming as we jumped into his arms.
And no matter how tired from work he was,
he would pick us up,
pretending with us that the floor was lava.
I wonder if he wishes he could relive those moments, too.
The birthday parties, the camping trips,
trips to Sea World.
I think it's natural for one's relationship
with their father to change over time.
It starts slowly,
you begin to spend more time with your friends.
You start to date, move away to college.
And before you know it,
the only time that you're calling your dad
is when you start filing your taxes,
or your car is making a weird noise.
I guess somewhere along the way I became my own person.
And then you begin to wonder,
when was the last time that I said "I love you"?
"Thank you for the sacrifices you made to give me
"the best life possible."
I guess he's just a phone call away.
(phone ringing)
- [Voiceover] Hello?
- [Voiceover] Hello, Father.
- [Voiceover] Hey!
- [Voiceover] I just wanted to tell you
I love you.
- [Voiceover] Oh! - [Voiceover] And thank you,
for all that you've done.
- [Voiceover] Well, I love you, too.
That makes me very happy to know that you have fond memories
and that you really enjoyed spending time with me,
cus I certainly enjoyed spending time with you.
You're coming down on Sunday?
- [Voiceover] For Father's Day, yeah.
- [Voiceover] Okay, what time do you think you'll come over?
- [Voiceover] Probably like in the afternoon.
- [Voiceover] Okay.