Sometimes I love to write and other times it’s like squeezing out that last bit of toothpaste—from the point of view of the tube. At those times the constant support of my friends and family made the difference between a finished book and a smashed computer. In return I would like to say thanks, starting with my lovely wife Karen and my noble son Jackson for their constant support, and for putting up with me when that last sentence would just not settle down. Thanks especially to Karen for sneaking into my office in the middle of the night to remove the extraneous of’s and the’s from the manuscript.
Thanks to my good friend Bob Kiel for his constant encouragement. Couldn’t have done it without you, Bob.
Thanks, too, to Eileen ...