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Dedicated to

An ongoing collection of book dedications

dedicated to the books with their dog-eared corners, and my mom

For Woody.

For my Utah students, with gratitude and affection.

To the memory of Robert H. Johnson, dear friend and mentor who brought so much of this to pass.

Dedicated to my wife Kate; my children, Josephine, Thomas, Alexander; and my parents, John and Dorothy.

For Ernesto, Bilo, and Edoardo.

For Jane.

To Dulcinea Cazvalho Araújo, Ms. Duda, our Zana.

Dedicated to my first heroes, Kenneth Stockwell Duncan—Florence Watson Duncan.

For my family.

For Greg, Tim, Kevin, Paul, Quentin, and Nick.

Dedicated to those who seek spiritual perfection through the arts.

To Ma, for her stories of the monkey King, and Ba, for his stories of Ah-Tong, the Taiwanese Village Boy.

To Dad.

To Ida.

Dedicated to nobody.

For all the fathers.

Dedicated to my beloved wife Betty and to our children whose understanding and whose sacrifices made it possible to do my work.

For the people of New Orleans.

For Elizabeth and David.

For Bruce Taylor.

For Mom, Christian, and John. We did have a lot of fun, in spite of everything.

Je me souviens, Marie Corriveau Patry, 1926-1989.

In memory of my cat, Beckett—familiar of light and dark.

To Tom Peyer, because he likes baseball and balls.

To Jim Mahfood, for letting a young (and annoying) Rob send him mini-comics in 2002. Thanks for being a cool dude.

To Doctor Dave and fellow Moosers John, Brad, and The Frey.

Dedicated to the Spirit of the Mother.

For Tina.

Dedicated to the men, women, and children who gave me the blessing of being with their dying. My true teachers. And to Stephen Levine, heart friend.

For all my families.

For Jean and for my father.

To Bob and Meredith. The best asset a cook can have — an appreciative and discerning audience.

For Raf.

For Jen, Finn, and Theo.

To Mom and Dad.

To my parents: Patricia, who doesn’t drink whiskey, and Virgil, who did.

To my beautiful wife, Jennifer: Our love will always be timeless. And to my four awesome boys, Zoran, Caje, Thatcher, and Nash: You keep my life fresh and exciting. I love you “bigger than the world”.