First and foremost, I thank my Heavenly Father for giving me a measure of talent and allowing me to share it with you.
To the one who taught me that true faith is the act of holding on to nothing, until it became something. It was you who showed me how a woman could be both strong and beautiful. And when Dad died, it was you who chose not to meet another because as you said, “I gotta take care of my boys.” Thank you Annie Mae McCann for holding on to me until I became something.
To my heart and soul and you know who you are.
To the numerous writers whose shoulders I stand on, I thank you. May the words of Richard Wright, Ralph Ellison, Zora Neale Hurston, James Baldwin, Alex Haley, Charles W. Chesnutt, Paul Dunbar, Ernest Hemingway, Langston Hughes and Chester B. Himes forever ring in our hearts.
To my contemporary brothers and sisters who continue to raise the bar with each release: Lolita Files, Eric Jerome Dickey, Victoria Christopher-Murray, Margaret Johnson-Hodge, Tracy Price-Thompson, Franklin White, Monique Gilmore-Scott, E. Lynn Harris, Van Whitfield, Pearl Cleage, Jacqueline Jones-LaMon, Linda Grosvenor, Connie Briscoe, Grace Edwards, Kimberla Lawson-Roby and Tracy Grant. Your words embolden me to make my best even better.
To friends and family who prayed for me after my loss. Thank you, and the prayers were felt.
To the numerous readers worldwide who sent me S-mail and E-mail. Words do not convey the power to tell you how much it means. I read them all, so keep them coming.
Please continue to visit TimmothyMcCann.com to see what is next on the horizon and I trust you will continue to enjoy the ride . . .
Until . . .
Timmothy B. McCann
March ’00
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