EDITORIAL ASSISTANTS

My three girls.  They're invaluable.  They keep me supplied with kisses, hugs, and cold Dr Pepper.  And they insist that I take proper breaks.  After all, they're hungry, and they want lunch.  Or supper.  Or breakfast.

REMOTE SUPPORT    

My oldest now lives away from home, but gives me a steady supply of snark and sass, and a hefty dose of wit. She's all that and a bag of chips, really.

Meet Mika, who carefully peers over my shoulder (or sits on my laptop) to make sure I'm doing my best work.  When he's not busy  double-checking my mark-ups, he can usually be found snoozing on my his bed, hiding under the bed from the editorial assistants, or trolling the kitchen for bits of cheese or mesquite-smoked turkey deli meat.

We lost Mika in November of 2017, after 18.5 years of distinguished service, to a heavenly cheese buffet. The office is no longer the same.