To Liz, who asked.
To my dad, Robert V. Longstreet, who dared to dream—and to be a dreamer—when it wasn’t cool.
To my mom, Hazel Longstreet, who took on the tough job of being practical in a family of impractical people, and did it brilliantly and with love. I love you both. Miss you, Dad.
Every teacher and student at Socorro High School in El Paso, Texas, and every student and professor at Texas Tech University.
None of you are in this book, but heck, if you can’t acknowledge your alma maters…!
You gave me the tools and the passion. Thank you.