Dacker Thicke was born into a silver rush, and grew up in a gold rush. So it probably makes sense that he became such a dreamer. Which sure made for an interesting upbringing for my brother Brad, and myself. Easy to see why I wrote a book about all the adventures (well, not all). Here are some pictures of people you will meet in Dacker’s Daughter: my father Dacker, my mother Helen, my brother Brad, my cousin Bev, and my son Farrell.