As always, without my lovely wife, Marsha; my incredible son, Stephen; and God, I am nothing. I have been blessed by their love and encouragement. My family sacrifices so much to allow me to do the work I do. I am grateful beyond words for giving me such a wonderful life.
The book is also dedicated with deepest sincerity to:
David Howard and Paul Brazell, life-long friends and brothers-in-arms in the promotion of unimaginable chaos in our search for days of adventure that we prayed would never end.
Mr. Dan Brazell, the father I never had. Not a day goes by that I do not think of you. I've passed many of the life lessons you've taught me on to my son.
Michael A. Marsh, truly one of the most extraordinary individuals I have ever known, whose vast knowledge, guidance, and love literally changed the course of my life. Thanks, Sarge.
Mrs. Beth Ann Brazell and Dori, for putting up with me and allowing me a glimpse into your loving family.
Sandy Marsh, the sweetest lady I know, for your gentle guidance and everlasting inspiration.
The Marsh Boys: William and "Moonraker" Erick thank you both for all the years of love. Both of you made me laugh when my heart cried for the brothers I missed so much.
Mrs. Jacqueline Howard adn daughter Sheryl, for treating me as one of your own. "Mrs. H," you've always been one classy dame. Thanks for everything, "Mom"!
John and Linda Welsh, thank you for allowing me into your foster home and introducing me to the wonderful world of Duinsmoore.
The Neyland Family, Mr. and Mrs. Jolly, and anyone else within the confines of Suburban Park, for tolerance, patience, and forgiveness. I meant no harm.
The tolerant and even saintly men and women of the Menlo Park Police Department, especially Detective Joe Ochella. I've learned my lesson now: fight for truth. honor, and lower speed limits with fewer automotive shenanigans.
An finally, to Ronald, Stan, Russell, and Kevin: good men, all, who too endured and made their lives all the better.