entrepreneurs is somehow wrong in their world ... so I won’t. But, for
those engineers and business people who are leading the charge: thank
you!
Any man is lucky to have a “best friend” throughout life. To start with,
my twin brother Daniel has been an incredible wingman for life. He’s
smart and tough and loyal. Pals like Doug Burton, Rick Kanemasu, and
Daniel Wallace are rare. Todd Louis has been my closest friend for thirty
years and was the first friend who knew, like I knew, that I was meant to be
a surgeon. My earnest wish for my own children is that they have (and be)
a friend like Todd. Friends like Mark Moulton and Jeff Yanovitch know
the meaning of unconditional love. Here in Boulder, my closest friend is
Stuart Crespi, a man of integrity and loyalty and my brother from another
mother. At the end of It’s a Wonderful Life, the angel Clarence inscribes
his gift copy of Tom Sawyer with the phrase, “Remember no man is a
failure who has friends.” Like George Bailey, I feel like the richest man in
town.
You can’t write a comprehensive book of history and have a busy
surgical practice without an amazing team. Jodi Simcik, Kristy Cooper
Neville, Paul Lee, Abby Price, and Ashley Nicholson not only work their
fingers to the bone stamping out shoulder and elbow disease, but have
always been my test audience for anecdotes and research findings. I am
indebted for life!
As a rookie, every step of publishing a book has been a revelation.
Profound thanks to Michael Mungiello and Michael Carlisle at InkWell for
taking on a greenhorn. Hoping this is the first of several books! To the
crew at Pegasus—Claiborne Hancock, Maria Fernandez, Jessica Case—
thank you for taking a chance on me! I hope to make you ecstatic! To my
editor Drew Wheeler- thank you for honing the manuscript and your kind
editorial assistance.
This book is dedicated to my father, J. E. “Gene” Schneider, a warrior,
scientist, veterinary surgeon, dedicated father and grandfather, and man of
deep faith. He’s been gone for more than a decade and I miss him every
day. There was no end for his pride in his kids and I’m quite sure he would
be peddling this book on Pearl Street in Boulder were he alive today. My
mother, Judith Schneider, is still exploring our world at age eighty-six.
Her curiosity and refusal to be turned away at closed museums and concert
halls were contagious. I am her proud and loving son. My siblings (and in-
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