Yesterday was the 30th anniversary of Philip K.Dick's passing.
As tough as it was, 1982 wasn't as tough for me as it was for Phil. But it was the year I first read VALIS and The Divine Invasion... both lent to me by the EUJ (he had a fine taste in SF) to take my mind off the surgery and the chemo treatments I was receiving at the time. They certainly made an impression on me. I was familiar with Phil's earlier work (standouts for me included Penultimate Truth, Electric Sheep, Scanner Darkly, and, of course, my all-timer, Galactic Pot-Healer) but these two books were something else.
VALIS, for me, was another visit to Chapel Perilous, in a way that his other works were not. Divine Invasion's overt Christianity was a surprise, but a fascinating and thoughtful one.
Um. Like so many others, he went too soon. We're still poorer for it. Rest in Peace, Phil.
ED: Also, NPR's To the Best of Our Knowledge has a new podcast up to commemorate the 30th anniversary of his death.
Also, BoingBoing, David Gill, and PKDFans.