This one’s for everyone on the old crew, dead or alive.
Here’s to the memories, good and bad.
And for Jimmy B., gone but never forgotten.
See you on the other side.
And as always, for my wife Carol, with love.
“You tell yourself it is a bad dream. You tell yourself you have died—you, not the others—and have waked up in hell. But you know better. You know better. There is an end to dreams, and there is no end to this. And when people die they are dead—as who should know better than you?”
Thanks to my left-hand man, John Roux, for always being there. Thanks also to my family for their love and support. And special thanks to Shane Ryan Staley for his friendship, support, and continued belief in me.