So I am the author of this book and as you can see from the cover my name is Pamela McGee Wilkinson. I'm just an average retired woman in her "important years" who has rediscovered her writing skills and put them to use in this book and the other one strategically placed on this cover for the selfish reason that if you like this book maybe you'll appreciate the other, especially if you have young children or grandchildren. It was written 20 years ago in January 2001 and I'm releasing it now. I guess I've been busy.

Now, to the matter at hand. This book was a joy to write, create and compile for the sole purpose of shining a light on the subject, Mr. Dimash Kudaibergen of Kazakhstan, who is clearly the greatest singer the earth has to offer. I'm calling my book, a Fanbook because that's what it is. A book from a fan about the celebrity of which she is a fan. We are all fans of someone(s) and we tend to follow their talent or work or words etc. In my case with Dimash, I am following all three. He is a 26-year-old man who encompasses a heart and soul way beyond his years. If we were to engage in a maturity contest, he would probably win.

This book speaks not only of my journey with him but it echoes the journeys of millions of fans or Dears of his and we are proud to claim a certain obsession. His music is a distraction of the unearthly kind. A rarity. A gem. Like finding that needle in a haystack that is almost impossible to find and when you do find it, you celebrate it and hold it up to the light and marvel at its existence. His serious Dears do it daily. Hold him up to the light and often try to share him with others. That's what I'm doing here. My poems and other writings were always coming from a place of appreciation for his hard work over the years to perfect his vocal instrument and share it with the world and equally my appreciation for his humility and very generous heart.

Most all of the readers of this book are his Dears and share the same sentiments about this young man as I do and he has united us in such a way that he still is puzzled by it but completely pleased too. Thank you, Dimash for that happy little accident.