Just got such sad news: Jeremiah Healy, a fixture in the crime writing world and especially the world of the P.I. writer, has killed himself. Oh, Jerry. One of the first people I met when I started, Jerry was unique: outspoken, funny, caring. He could be exasperating, but can't we all? A former law professor, he had a great loud voice and wasn't afraid to use it. He told funny stories -- often off-color -- and laughed to shake the room at other people's stories. I loved it when I could make Jerry laugh. Jerry was a great supporter of bricks-and-mortar bookstores and of new writers. I don't know what went wrong, but Jerry, we'll miss you.