Man. A Couple of Really Bad Days at Black Rock. A few days after the fact I heard from fellow Posse McMillan member Kent Harrington that our pal, publisher Dennis McMillan, had passed away on Friday May 1st. Word as of now, from pneumonia. I believe Dennis was around 76 years old. I mentioned earlier that I was working on a new memoir of Dennis for the Crime and Company section of the follow-up collection to Death Lit. Got it done a couple of weeks ago. One of the best parts was calling up Dennis to check on the accuracy of the reportage, chatting for an hour or two each time. And it turns out his quotes now will be the last word on the subject. I was expecting him to be around to read it, for his amusement, since he’d totally forgotten about getting the speeding ticket in West Texas as we pointed his Pontiac Aztek toward Austin for the 2002 Bouchercon and the launch of Measures of Poison. That whole trip, one of my fave Dennis memories. I met Dennis in San Francisco in 1982, when he…
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