This book would not have been possible without the support and guidance of Cathy Crimmins, Susan Raihofer of the David Black Agency, Irene Webb, and Pablo Fenjves.
I want to acknowledge my mother, Shelley, for making magic after the pain, and my grandparents, Herb and Bunny, for showering me with love and giving me a sense of security when the world seemed out of control. My aunt Lorie, for just being there. Kevin, for being the first man to ever love me, and his family, Ed, Laura, Christine, Laurie, Kathy, Keith, Craig, Eddie, and their families. Elizabeth, the best sister I have ever known. Richard Jr., for being in my life again. Franklin, for being so grown and allowing us all in. Steven and Kelsey, for opening up to the possibility that we can be a family. Renee, for coming back into our lives—you were never forgotten. Flynn and Geraldine, for bringing up some great kids. Mattie and Bob, for always being friends and never judging. Craig, Scotch, Peter, Fiona, Denise, Sunday, Kat, Sean and Bernie, Mike Epps and Nile Kirshner, and other important friends who stuck it out after my dad passed away. Marshak Zachary for hooking me up with Irene Webb. Suzie Deitz, Tom Rapier, Roberta Hollander, Michael McLean, David Friedlander, Brian Kabaznick, and Steve Traxler, for being the angels for Fried Chicken & Latkas. The National Multiple Sclerosis Society in the United States and the United Kingdom, for supporting my mission to find a cure for MS, and giving me and others hope.