I was very sad to learn this week of the passing of Ron Scheer, Western author and blogger at Buddies in the Saddle, who had been battling cancer for the past year. Ron’s blog was one of those that I read most avidly from around the time I started this one, and his opinions on my own posts and writing were always valued. He was an enthusiast for all things Western, and early Western fiction in particular, and his detailed posts on the history of the genre and reviews of those early books eventually turned into a fascinating two-volume study, How the West Was Written (you can read my review of Volume I here). Ron was one of my biggest influences among present-day writers and blogging friends—his always-interesting posts and the ensuing discussions in the comments led me to fiction, nonfiction, movies, and the hundred different side trails that branched off from those discoveries. There are so many things about the West and Westerns that I might never have learned if it wasn’t for him.
Learning of his passing made me think a little about my grandfather, who passed away in 2009, two years before I published my first book. Grandpa always loved hearing about his grandchildren’s accomplishments, and he was also a reader, so I’ve often thought of how lovely it would have been to be able to show him my own published book. Somewhat in the same way, since Ron was kind enough to read my first book of Western short stories and spoke well of them, I would have liked to have been able to send him a full-length Western novel someday—a mature work, so to speak—and have been able to say, “Look how far I’ve come…and some of it was surely because of your influence and encouragement.” I wish I had had that chance.
Ron had Wanderlust Creek and Other Storiesin the currently-reading section of his blog sidebar at the time he stopped posting in February. I do hope he liked it.
My thoughts and prayers are with Ron’s family. He will be sadly missed.
Prashant C. Trikannad says
Elisabeth, I looked forward to Ron's visits to my blog and especially his comments on my reviews of western novels. It was like a certificate from him. Now rewiewing westerns has lost some of its charm.
Neil Waring says
I followed him from the start of his great blog. He commented often on my blog and we exchanged email on occasion on western things. I never met him in person but always felt a certain kinship with him as we both grew up, long ago, in Nebraska. He is missed.
David Cranmer says
A touching tribute, Elisabeth. One that, without a doubt, Ron would have appreciated.