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Jesse Atkinson deserves thanks for going above and beyond his duties as my teaching assistant at Reformation Bible College by reviewing the manuscript of this work, noting problems, and making valuable suggestions for improvement. Thanks are also due to the students I’ve been privileged to teach Latin to over the past twelve years, first at Veritas Christian Academy, then at the University of Aberdeen, and most recently at Reformation Bible College and the Davenant Latin Institute. They have regularly (though perhaps unwittingly) revived my love and enthusiasm for Latin, and so contributed, albeit indirectly, to this present work. I wish to extend particular thanks to an anonymous student at the University of Aberdeen who remarked on his or her evaluation form for LT1509 (Latin II) that “this is by far the funniest class I have ever taken.” I consider the comedic value you discovered in my Latin class one of my greatest professional accomplishments. I hope that, in the course of being entertained, you also learned the language. My wife Louise and my children Kaitrin, Geneva, and Austin deserve thanks for the unique way in which they have collectively supported this work—namely, by regularly drawing me away from it and everything else related to my teaching, research, and writing to much more profitable pursuits. Vobis ago gratias, et vos amo. At the risk of offending the family members and other worthy persons just noted, I wish to express gratitude to another individual who lives in our home, our German Shepherd Oakley. For the past five years—two of them in Scotland and three of them in Florida—I have walked Oakley every morning, and while doing so have regularly taken advantage of the early morning quiet and relative solitude, not to mention Oakley’s apparent lack of interest in conversation, to review aloud Latin declensions and conjugations. Oakley has not once objected to my chanting in a strange language while we walk, though I’m quite certain he would have preferred silence or the odd English phrase he might have understood (for example, “good boy,” or “treat”). His indulgence of my strange behavior, and the opportunity it has afforded me to preserve my knowledge of Latin, is much appreciated. So much so, in fact, that I wish to dedicate this book to him, though I’m fairly certain he would rather eat it than read it.