To my husband Buddy, you have to be close to a saint for putting up with me but don't let that go to your head. It doesn't give you a get out of jail free card when you push the wrong button. Anyone reading this don't take it the wrong way. I have a lot of patience with him as well so when he pushes that last button I promise he has pushed a lot more before he got to that one. The only reason he is still alive after pushing that button, and believe me he has but not often, is because I love you so much.
To my daughter Gina, you are my sunshine sweetheart. You make me smile more often than you could possibly know. I'm proud of you and all that you do. When you told me how you felt after you read my first book you made me the happiest and proudest person alive. The thing is if you don't tell Jud to stop picking on you while you're on the phone with me I'm going to crawl through that phone and knock the be-Jesus out of both of you. Again for those reading this you would have to be on the other end of the phone when that man is picking on my daughter. Her squeals and her distraction that goes on while she is talking to me is enough to get on the nerves of any mother.
To Terry, baby brother I grew up with you being a pain in my butt and driving me nuts. How either one of us managed to not kill one another is a miracle. You have become one of my very best friends and I love you. Don't get me wrong you can still be a pain but most of the time you're just funny as hell and always manage to bring a smile to me.
"To Mickey, my God woman you married Terry? Were you nuts. Talk about patience honey you take the cake. Terry was the luckiest guy in the world when he met you. Thank you for what you do for me and my writing. I love you hon and you make a great sister.
To Ali, what can I say. You add something to my life that could never be put into words. Thank you for being my friend and being there for me. You may not realize it but you keep me grounded.
To Patricia, girl you will be the death of me. You have more questions than a four year old child. The flip side of that is you keep me on my toes. Thank you for that. As long as you're picking things apart I'll keep having to think of ways to stump you. You're also one hell of a task master at times as well.
To Shants, you give me the courage to keep going. You remind me of what I can do and help me keep my eye on the ball. Now finish that little project you're working on.
To Billy, sometimes dreams do come true hon. Mine did and I know one way or the other yours' will too someday. You give me a prospective from the other side of the fence. I mean he's a guy people and with my books that can be very important. Don't get me wrong I wouldn't care one way or the other but people are sensitive regarding certain things.
To George, my go to guy for all the cop questions I have and you have been more of a help than you could ever know. Reene, you are a lady who brings light into any room you enter. George didn't just get a wife when he married you he got a Grand Duchess. Mike, I love you little brother but would you please learn to talk with more than one syllable words. I've come to the conclusion you do that just to irritate the crap out of the rest of us. Like Terry you can also make all of us laugh when you get on a roll. I miss you little brother. Cindy, what can I say? You add a spice to the family that only the rest of us crazy Paces could ever understand. When Mike got you he didn't get the brass ring he got the gold. Yes I love you all and wouldn't change any of you. Wouldn't trade any of you either. Yes people her name really is spelled Reene and she is beautiful.
To Tilden, You may not realized how important you are to me but you really have become my go to guy on so many things.
To each and every one of you thank you for being my family, my friends, my guiding lights, my helpers.
So now that I have been all mushy and sentimental and may have bored you to tears I'll add one more thing. Thank you.