I had the pleasure of taking Tony out to dinner once and spending some time with him. He was a modest guy who didn't take himself too seriously, a very nice guy who was generous with his time for younger writers. Begun in beauty, ending in beauty. RIP, Tony.

RIP to one of my favorite whodoneit writers. You are missed.

One of the very best. Mr. Hillerman's mystical mysteries made him totally unique. He will be missed.

Before he became well known, Hillerman's work was something of a cult favorite on the Navajo Rez.

Read all of Hillerman's books, he will be missed.

Dammit.

Tony, loved your characters.

May his boot always remain at his mailbox.

Hillerman was a real writer. Contrast some of the shallow garbage on the bookracks today. No names mentioned.

When I lived in the four corners, I used to love reading his books and finding the places I'd been.
Sheep camp canyon and all the other cool spots.

Four Corners, no kidding? I used to live in Tuba City, which is neither connected to the tuba construction business nor a city.

The only stoplight on the whole rez in those days was one in Window Rock, and nobody could figure out why the Navajos put the damn thing up except to be able to say they had a stoplight.

Living up there, with Hillerman's books on the shelf...well, he had a lot of it spot on. (Although I still don't know where he got the idea you could make a piki bread and balogna sandwich.)

Lived in Pueblo Pintado and up north in Lumberton (the post office shut down when I lived there), both New Mexico. Miss the quiet and the people.