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Rick DeMarinis

Born: Thu., May 3, 1934
Died: Wed., Jun. 12, 2019

Celebration of Life

2:00 PM Sat., Jun. 29, 2019
Location: Florence Hotel - Govenor's Room

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Missoula - Rick DeMarinis was not a fan of Literature (capital L, as he said), that stuffy canon of books foisted upon high school and college students designed to foster reverence for the Western novel but usually achieved only its opposite: boredom. Instead, Rick preferred Mickey Spillane’s Mike Hammer novels, Irving Schulman’s The Amboy Dukes, and his favorite, Thorne Smith’s Topper, not Literature but something more like pulp. Perhaps ironically, Rick is known as a literary writer, and although his goal was to write entertaining, popular fiction, his work was too good for pulp but also perhaps too enjoyable to be enshrined as Literature. Somehow, he struck a balance between quality and entertainment, and his drive to write and entertain readers remained strong up to his death at age 85 from complications due to LBD on June 12th, 2019. Rick DeMarinis was born on May 3, 1934 in New York City to Big Al DeMarinis, an Italian gangster, and Ruth Siik, a dime-a-dance Finnish glamour girl. He spent his early years in a multi-generational, Italian home in Greenwich Village playing stick ball in the street, getting his cheeks pinched by his grandma, and eating pasta, lots of pasta, to the tune of the cajoling phrase: mangia, mangia, Ricky, eat. When his parents divorced, he was sent to live in a Catholic boarding school before being taken by his mother to Michigan to live with Ruth’s parents, tough, coal-mining Finns who didn’t have much use for a coddled, Italian boy. Later, Ruth moved them back to New York, then to California, then Texas, and then back to California, following work and promises of money. His itinerant life was a lonely one. He filled his nights with novels, movies, and ham radio, and eventually he joined the Air Force to see the world but was stationed at the radar base in Havre, MT. While in Havre, Rick met his first wife, Mary Lee, and they had two children: Richard and Suzanne. After he was discharged, he spent time working for Lockheed and Boeing inspecting missile silos and crunching numbers. He filled his idle hours with writing and decided to return to school at the University of Montana to study Literature (capital L). Rick and Mary Lee’s marriage didn’t survive the switch from Boeing to UM. Rick met the woman who would later become his second wife, Carole, in a poetry class and had a third child, Naomi. In 1977 Rick published his first novel, A Lovely Monster, quit his teaching job at San Diego State, and moved his family back to Missoula so he could write full time. There they lived on Wylie Avenue across the street from his mentor, a man he described as his “real” father, poet Richard Hugo, and down the street from James Welch, longtime friend and writing compatriot. He said his Wylie years were his happiest, although they were some of the most difficult. He published several more novels including Scimitar, Cinder, The Year of the Zinc Penny, and The Burning Women of Far Cry. He also published collections of short stories and won some awards including two NEAs and the Drue Heinz Literature Prize for Short Fiction, but his writing achievements didn’t generate much income, and this struggle led him to look for another job. He found one at the University of Texas at El Paso, and he taught there for 12 years. City life in El Paso seemed to suit Rick’s desire to plunge deeper into the underbelly of the world, and he began writing crime fiction. It was still too literary to garner a wide readership, but he loved it, and he always said that’s the reason he wrote: to satisfy himself. Books that came out of this experience include A Clod of Wayward Marl, Sky Full of Sand, and El Paso Twilight. When Rick retired from teaching, he and Carole moved back to Missoula to pick up where they left off. Family was always important to him, and he wanted to be close to his children and grandchildren who all lived in Montana. In 2015, Rick received the Lifetime Achievement Award from the University of Montana’s creative writing program, honoring him for his significant literary achievements. Over the course of his career, he published ten novels and six books of short stories. He taught and mentored students. He was devoted to his friends, his family, and he always encouraged anyone who thought they couldn’t live unless they were a writer to pursue it with everything they had. Those for whom writing wasn’t life or death, he recommended choosing another career. Rick DeMarinis is survived by his children: Richard DeMarinis and his wife Kathy, Suzanne DeMarinis, and Naomi Kimbell and her husband Bob. His grandchildren include: Melody Harvey, Jeremy Gallagher, Maia Hangas, and Gabriella and Alexandra DeMarinis. He has three great grandchildren: Anthony and Aiden Harvey, and Seamus Gallagher. His first great great grandchild, Greyson Harvey, was born last year. Rick’s memorial is planned for June 29th at 2:00 PM in the Governor’s room at the Florence Hotel in Missoula, MT. Please come share refreshments and stories. Humor is welcome. In lieu of flowers, please buy a book you will enjoy at a local bookstore. Condolences and memories may be shared with the family at www.whitesittfuneralhome.com.

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Suzanne L DeMarinis
   Posted Wed June 19, 2019
Rick's memorial will be held in the governors room at the Florence hotel Saturday June 29th at 2:00 p.m. We hope friends and those who loved his writing to come join us and to perhaps share some stories. Dad will be sorely missed.

Tom Schmid and Joanie Ericson
   Posted Wed June 19, 2019
Rick would have the right words for this (perfect fastballs with just the right amount of spin) -- but I don't. Rick meant the world to me (and Joanie). He was a great friend and colleague, the first to make me feel at home when I arrived at the English Dept. at UTEP and, effortlessly, a kind and wise mentor. His writing still fills me with breathless adoration. We will miss him so, so much. Our loving thoughts and deepest condolences to the family. Rick was one of a kind.

Carol (Bowlin/Gomer) Marino
   Posted Wed June 19, 2019
Naomi, I can still see your sweet, young face at Rattlesnake Middle School where I was your teacher. Being an English major, I greatly appreciated your father’s profession. I don’t remember many of my students from that time but I do remember you. I’m sorry for your loss and hope both you and your dad had/have had wonderful lives.

Sara Lahey
   Posted Wed June 19, 2019
Dear Naomi, I will always appreciate the love and kindness and unwavering friendship Rick gave to my dad over many tough years. Ed had the greatest respect for his dear friends Rick and Carole Demarinis. Rest In Peace dear Rick.

   Posted Wed June 19, 2019
Sweet Suzanne, Thinking of you with love and wishing you comfort. I was so intrigued reading your Dad's life story - I know you will cherish those memories and all the fun times spent with him.

Angela Ross
   Posted Thu June 20, 2019
Rick was my thesis chair when I was at UTEP getting my MFA in fiction. He meant the world to me. A brilliant writer -- dark, funny, could just wring your heart out without ever being overly sentimental -- and a lovely guy. I remember another professor called him Clark Kent, because outwardly he was like a placid suburban dad, and yet he wrote this amazing, subversive fiction. He was a mentor in every sense of the word; he championed my work, offered career advice, and gave emotional support as well. He was one in a million, and he will be sorely missed.

Greg Przekwas
   Posted Thu September 05, 2019
Still very sorry that we did not keep in touch after Rick left San Diego State, but I did indeed still think of him and thank him quite a lot over the years, and yeah, the teacher and writer and friend will all be missed.

Revisions Indeed As We On,
Greg Przekwas
San Diego State '72-'77

Bill Householder
   Posted Fri September 06, 2019
I'm so terribly sorry for your loss as well as the loss to American Letters. Mr. DeMarinis was a wonderful writer who brought me many hours of joy and delight! As a writer myself, Mr. DeMarinis was an inspiration as to what writing could do and I look to his stories as examples of good writing and as heights to which to aspire. He will be greatly missed.

Dunya Bean
   Posted Tue October 01, 2019
I was fortunate to have met both Rick and Carole as a graduate student in fiction at UTEP in the late 90s. Rick was simply the best in the sense of writing it true, telling us like it was in terms of making it as a writer, being available for visits in the office, and simply being the true and best person he was. He was mordantly funny and one of the funniest stories was a trip he and Carole took to visit his mother in a nursing home in Arizona. Apparently, the Finnish dancer had wandered away from the assisted living home and was found in a ditch. While that is not funny, per se, it was Rick's answer to how was your holiday? I believe it was a Thanksgiving. Carole simply wonderful and both are missed to this day for their vibrancy, veracity, verve.

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