The Rickrodes—Paul, Kay, and Deanna—you are my second family in every sense, and I am the son/brother you never asked for. I’m not really sure who inserted whom in whose life, but there you have it: we’re stuck with each other, and I couldn’t be more thankful.
To my dad: I love you and am so grateful for our closeness and mutual respect, which only gets stronger with each passing day.
To my mom: I miss you terribly but find strength in knowing you’re still with me in spirit and that your love will always endure.
To Jessica Park, my best friend, my clarity, my kindred spirit. I love you in ways that no words could ever come close to describing. The day you walked into my life was the exact day I found new ways to experience so many joys that I never knew existed. You are truly a most precious gift.