“Hey there Christine. It’s me your father. Dad. Dada. Daddy. If you’re watching this now, I’m dead. Um, I hope I was a good father to you. You’re sad right now. If we had some sort of falling out, let’s just forget about it and move on. It’s not worth it. You know, personally, I’m doing everything I can to get to heaven. But your mother believes… well she thinks that it’s a… I’ll tell you what, why don’t you ask her. It’s complicated. These are the last words that I am going to speak in this world, so here it goes. Okay. I like God. I really like God and I think he likes me. I love Canadian beer and hockey. They kind of go hand in hand. I really love loud music and really sad music. I love this country. And I’m proud to have served in the military. I’m the luckiest man in the word because I got to spend time with your mother and with you. and that’s true. It’s true. Weather I die today or fifty years from now, it’s true, okay? I love you and I want you to love life. Dive into life. Be courageous. Question things. Be happy and don’t forget to laugh. Oh and one last thing, favor. Help your mom to be happy because if she’s alone, she’s gonna forget. That’s it. From me, to you.”