Angela, my joy. You endured more evenings alone for the sake of a silly book than any wife should be expected to (exactly why, I may never know). The love and support you shared this year is immeasurable—I am forever grateful. To Keegan, your enthusiasm in seeing Daddy’s latest pictures made me smile. And Truitt, who one day will be old enough to read this book, you are a treasure. Last but not least, to Allan for following me on this hare-brained idea to write a novel–well done my “red” friend.