Periodically, I seem to remind readers of this blog that I don't write obituaries for every single person who dies. I know it may feel like that at times but I don't and the absence of a post about someone who left us does not mean I didn't like that person or didn't respect them. Usually, it means I never met them or just don't think I have anything to say about them that others aren't saying.
I became a noted writer of obituaries in the comic book community because a few decades ago, people in that field were dying — as people in every field tend to do — and no one or almost no one was noting their passing. One person who passed himself off as a comic-book-and-strip journalist was excusing this by saying, "Well, if no one else is writing about them, they're obviously not important enough for me to write about them." (The actual truth was that he didn't know enough about comics to know anything about these people.)
I am pleased to note that there are now a lot of real journalists writing about comics and when someone dies, it usually gets reported in the mainstream press. There was a time when it did not.