I only recently learned that we lost Elias. We enjoyed some good times doing news releases for the Union of American Physicians and Dentists, but nothing quite equals his "Cross of Thorns" expose except maybe the years of friendship we had. So farewell, my friend, and my best to Cathy. -- Bob Weinmann

I'll always remember Elias' stories about his family and his childhood on the border. It's too bad he didn't get a chance to write the book about his grandmother, but I'm happy that he wrote "Cross of Thorns" and made it a success. I also remember his cooking -- the ribs! -- and his generous hospitality. -- Joanne Jacobs

a life well lived. many hearts and lives were/are touched . He lives on in his example and his journalistic work. I met Mr. Castillo, not in person, but by telephone. i am forever grateful for a life who shared so much.
this brief statement is but the tip of the ice berg of his impact and influence. -- Jeri Harris

I will always remember Elias as a hero. He jumped squarely into a domestic violence altercation to save the life of someone he hardly knew. In the process, he sustained severe head injury. What so impressed me about Elias was his quick action standing up to a bully, defending the defenseless, and righting a wrong. The world has lost a fierce champion of the downtrodden. -- Helen Chang

We had many great times with Elias and Cathy and he made great barbeque, aside from being a talented journalist. Our hearts go out to you, Cathy, and wish we could be there. Joyce Routson and Bob Vetter

Elias will always be remembered as a great neighbor and golf buddy. When I retired Elias was always there for a round of golf and an engaging 19th hole. He was a man of information and interesting stories. Just looking over the fence or looking at the house next door brings fond memories a good feeling. Stay strong Cathy and we will always be there for you. Tim and Alicia McCarthy

I was honored to have known and worked with Elias in promoting his book.  He was a guest author at the State Indian Museum, and I was impressed with his passion around the mistreatment of Native Americans.  We still sell his book in the store, and will continue to do so.  I will miss his 'fire in the belly' ardor and dedication to righting wrongs.  Journey home, my friend...

Elias loved a good story -- hearing one or pursuing one. And, when he heard about my trips, -- the people i met, the landscapes or rivers I saw or the historic architecture I described,  he'd say "Uh huh,, uh huh," letting me know he was listening. Then, he'd cut to his real interest: "What's the food Like?  What did you eat?"  Elias was a man who got down to the basics of life.

Elias and I worked closely together for many years at the San Jose Mercury.
He was such a good reporter. Always asking the key questions that made his
subjects squirm. On joint stories we worked on together, we would sometimes
disagree on conclusions or facts. But he always dug so deeply for the truth, that
he often carried the day. His stories helped many people -- Bob Goligoski

It was such a pleasure to see Elias and Cathy at our many reunions. Elias always played the gallant with a continental kiss of the hand. I recommended " A Cross of Thorns" to many and bought gift copies for more. One is in my southwest collection in the guest room. Great pictures of the two of you, Cathy! Cathy has been a dear friend since high school. Cathy, you know my heart is with you.

I was very impressed with how Elias took so many original sources and wove a comprehensive and readable story about the mission history as if affected California's native populations.  He enjoyed many activities with gusto, but his determination with that story is what many will appreciate long into the future

I met Elias about 18 years ago and always enjoyed his company, his stories, his cooking, and his depth of knowledge on what interested him most. Writing A Cross of Thorns was such an impressive feat in my eyes, but recovering the way he did, first from the attack and then from the stroke, really proved his mettle and determination. I'll miss him, but will remained awed by his moxie.