I think about all the opportunities you had to tell me… That night under the fireworks, the night Sammy died. - I wanted to. But you didn’t. So I ask myself why, why was this so important to you? Then a couple weeks ago I was leaving my uncle’s place in Pittsburgh, and Carl was asleep in the back. I looked in the rearview, and… Just as he was waking up, his eyes caught mine, and… He just sprang to life. And in that moment, I saw… The love that a child has for their father. And I understood… Why you’re doing what you’re doing. And why you told me when you did… To save me.