Thanks

            I wouldn’t be anywhere without the help from the wonderful people in my life. So I just wanted to dedicate an entire section to those who deserve recognition.

            Ross Hendricks, for helping me with the forum and gallery of the website.

            Zack Morin, provided invaluable help in giving me pointers on building the site.

            Aubrey Haynes, for cutting me a deal on my photoshoot up in Tennessee. If you want pictures done by the best, contact him at AubreyHaynes@verizon.com. If you like the set, the pictures were taken at Marathon Village in Nashville (615-327-1010).

            Aria Bernson and Lisa Fortunato, for helping me do some copy editing.

            Special thanks to Mom, Dad, my bro Levi, Uncle Rusty, Aunt Pam and Grandma. They have all stuck with me and gave me a hand when times were tough. Thanks to the rest of my family for supporting my decisions and being there when I needed them.

            Jeff Kazusky, for giving a poor desperate guy a job when I needed it most.

            I’d love to thank everyone individually who has touched my life in detail, but unfortunately time and space won’t allow that. So I just have to thank everyone under headings because everyone has contributed something to helping me become who I am today.

            Thanks to all my old friends from Kennett Sq. PA. I remember Den 11 and Troop 24 like it was yesterday. Y’all need to look me up, it’s been too long.

            Thanks to all my friends when I lived in Casselberry and attended South Seminole Middle and Seminole High, where I first learned I was eccentric.

            Thanks to all my buds from New Smyrna Beach (I know, that includes half of the town…)

            Thanks to all my friends from my brief stint at USF and my medium stint at UNF. It was certainly a wild ride at each of the schools.

            Thanks to my friends at Eckerd College, my home away from home. I’m not worthy, but thanks for taking me anyways.

            Accordingly, thanks to the teachers and administrators who have been supportive and understanding and eager to help me all the way on this weird strange journey.

            Thanks to all the girls I’ve loved before, who traveled in and out my door. I’m glad they came along, I dedicate this song… A man is only as great as the woman he tries to win, thanks ladies, for setting the bar high.

            Thanks to random strangers who became my extended family and share that odd link that is reality TV.

            Thanks to those who have selflessly helped me with the many odd situations and travels in my life. Also, thanks to those who have helped with and forgiven me for all the stupid mistakes I’ve made along the way.

            Thanks to my office girls and bank girls, I’m proud to be your Hometown Hunk.

            Thanks to God. No matter what happens, everything works out all right in the end. I’m definitely being kept alive for a reason. I just hope that reason is a good one and to not set an example like "Don't do what Zac does."