Tolkein didn't get me into reading fantasy. Eddings and Feist did. Back when I was getting started, Tolkein was too tedious. Eddings seemed to be able to write for all ages. I got him when I was a teen-ager and even when I re-read his books today I find new things to appreciate about them. My older sister just asked for a set of his books for Christmas last year, and I was thinking back on some of his books earlier this week.
How tragic that he's no longer in the world, penning wonderful epics for our imaginations to romp in.