To the friends who lent me money and kept me mercifully unemployed. No writer can function without them. Again, thanks. —HST
This great dedication is from Doc’s first published book, Hell’s Angels. The rest of his books had dedications, though somewhere along the line (Songs of the Doomed, maybe) he started including the Honor Roll—a long list of friends, loved ones, accomplices, and accessories—those who kept him sane and supplied, helped him have fun and got him through the agony of writing that particular book.
It makes sense, too. For as long as it takes to write a book, there get to be too many people to thank for too many things. Sometimes you know someone helped, but can’t remember exactly how. Other times you can remember the details, but it’s best not to even hint at them.
Consider this the start of my Honor Roll list for this book.
The wife, kid, and the dog
Ma Rudolph and Jim
The Other Brad
The Family Knochel
Joe Durepos (Agent Joe)
Everyone at the Itasca Public Library—especially the Guardians of the Reference Desk
deg + C Graves
Mike & Patti Amabalie
Comrade Howell (“Death before post mortem!”)
Marty Flynn (HSTbooks.org)