From The Denver Post (Allen Best):
I was told that he had a book about the Civil War in his hands at the end. He was 62 – and a good friend, an occasional collaborator in both writing and outdoor adventure, and my first newspaper boss.
That was in Kremmling, Colorado, in 1977. Shortly after going to work for him that July, I mentioned to him a book I had read, “The Monkeywrench Gang,” by Edward Abbey. He had heard of neither. So I presented him with my copy one late Tuesday afternoon. He promised to look at it over dinner.
Two or three hours later he returned. A pokey writer then, I had written four or five paragraphs of my story. He had loved the book. “A real howler,” he said.
I surmised that he had made it through the opening sequence where Hayduke, Doc, and crew had done their devilment on Glen Canyon Dam, and perhaps another chapter or two beyond.
No, he had read the whole book.