To: Dad, My Best Friend
*phone rings* "WHAT'S UP, LITTLE BUDDY?" As many of my friends and family members know, my dad calls me at least once a day. When he hears my voice, he'll kicks into his normal phone call opening with a higher pitch in his voice and a slight northern accent. If you know my dad, you know what voice I'm talking about. It didn't matter if I was on a trip across the country or in the middle of class, he would always call, and I would do my best to answer. Some of those phone calls will last two minutes because I've got somewhere to be. Lots of times they'll be in the 20-30-minute range. Those calls are long enough to carry on a regular conversation that includes a couple jokes, a rundown of how our days have been going, and what's going on at home. Every now and then, however, the calls will be over an hour, which could come from a lost track of time or too much time on our hands. On this Father's Day, it's good to look back on those conversa