To my friend Cathy, who bought the book a few weeks ago. (Yay!)
She’s a friend from way back, and she’s actually read the early stuff I wrote. When it was typed crudely on bond paper, and then when the typewriter gave out I wrote them all on notebooks longhand. She read all of them. This was before the Internet, and we entertained ourselves this way. We wrote stories, and we read them.
It wasn’t just her, though; many other friends from high school who were supportive and encouraging. It’s a nice memory to go back to when you have the desire to write beaten out of you by school, work, and everything else.