Kimberley Hill
HO KNEW THAT Richard Laymon would become an intricate part of my life? The first time I saw one of his books was in junior high school. It was a worn and battered copy of The Cellar and I didn’t own it. After reading the back, I coveted that book until I could obtain my own. I don’t remember much after that since I never did get a chance to get my own copy. Years later I met my future husband, Richard. Imagine my delight when I found out that he owned the book and had, in fact, done a book report on it in high school. Albeit, a much edited book report!
Both of us ended up being huge Richard Laymon fans. We sought out used bookstores and anywhere else we could find to complete our ever-growing collection of Laymon titles. Then, the magic of the Internet entered our lives. Richard Laymon was one of the first names I looked up on the information highway and the Richard Laymon Kills site was a jewel of a find. Through the sites, the Laymon e-mail list, eBay, and some other bookstores, we were able to get our beloved collection to the point it is today.
I’ve met some wonderful people that are also Laymon fans and will now be friends of mine for life. On top of that, I’ve spoken to Mr. Laymon himself via e-mail. It was so electrifying to be actually corresponding with such a talented and undeniably nice person. At first, I couldn’t believe that he would want to write me back, but over time (and a short time at that) I found out what a truly amazing person he was.
In August of 1999, I was hospitalized for a while and was very sick. After my return home, I got a card one day with no return address. It was very odd because it was a solid black envelope with a Dracula stamp. When I opened it I almost fell off of the sofa because inside was a card from none other than Richard Laymon himself. The card was fashioned like a book cover of The Stake, one of my favorite books. Inside it read, “Dear Kim, Paul Legerski told me you recently had an operation. I hope it all went well and that you’re feeling a lot better now. I don’t like it when my loyal readers get cut up...that’s only fun for make-believe characters in the books. All my best to you and Richard. Sincerely, Richard Laymon.” That card has been framed ever since and hangs in our dining room with our most special sentimental items.
On February 14th I was having a bad day already. I’d gotten a nasty e-mail from a professor and was just having a hard day overall. When I opened my e-mail, my day got worse. I read how Richard Laymon had died of a massive heart attack. I couldn’t believe someone so kind and wonderful had been taken from us so soon and without a warning at all.
I will never forget what a special person Richard Laymon was. He’s still in my heart and the hearts of all his fans. One day I hope to meet him in person.