Three Day Summer(61)

This book was my way to fulfill a lifelong dream and time travel to Woodstock. A huge thank-you to Wade Lawrence, director of the fabulous Woodstock museum at Bethel Woods Center for the Arts, who helped correct my poor grasp of geography and made sure that Cora and Michael inhabited the festival as it really was. (I also can’t recommend a trip to Bethel Woods Center for the Arts enough—it’s like your very own time machine.) Also thank you to J.P. McGuirk at Catskill Regional Medical Center for answering some important hospital-related questions. Any historical inaccuracies are strictly my own.

I really do get by with a little a lot of help from my friends. This is by no means a complete list, but there have been writing-related e-mails, texts, tweets, and even good old-fashioned conversations that deserve my gratitude in print forevermore from: Katie Blackburn, Jenny Goldberg, Lizzie Foley, Chris Whittingham, Valeria Meniconzi, Dan Blackburn, Julie Henehan, Billy Henehan, Bryan Hall, Will Schneider, and Rachel Schneider. An extra-special shout-out to the inimitable Sarah Skilton, who has led by example on how to write fearlessly and stay both unflagging and gracious. Thank you still to the Apocalypsies and the Class of 2k12.

And, finally, a lifetime’s worth of gratitude to my favorite Deadhead, my husband, Graig. Thank you for all your enthusiasm, patience, 1960s facts, endlessly explaining the concept of jamming to me, and casually coming up with crucial plot points (like the Roger Daltrey bit). Michael believes in Cora because you believe in me. I love you more than there are music and lyrics in the world.