Thank you to my son Sean, for inventing the word “Tromindox” and my daughter Jennifer, whose face appears in my mind whenever I write about Helen.
To early readers Marianne and Isaac, Kristi and Kristen. Your eyes on the page gave this project life when it needed it.
To my first and pickiest reader, my husband Rob, who never doubts my abilities even when he might wonder what the heck I’m doing.
To my parents, who have never ever questioned anything I ever said I wanted to do, not once.
To Elizabeth Turnbull, whose edits and feedback have made the book a hundred times better.
To the editors and publishers who have supported me all along the way, especially The Funny Times, who have put my work out there since forever.
To you, the reader. You are the best.
And to the artists, musicians, filmmakers and writers whose work I love and who I want to be when I grow up.
