One of my favorite people, Tony Hillerman, died of pulmonary failure yesterday in an Albuquerque hospital. I’ll write about him next week. For now, I just wanted to mark his passing. While he lives forever in his books, it’s the man I’ll miss.
I know he’d want us to keep talking about candy and Halloween and writers’ foibles in the conversation below, so let’s do it.
I’m raising a Reese’s peanut cup to him right now . . .