So i declared that - until i finished typing the MC, answering the things that Ned had said in the zine that arrived at OE Joe Moudry's place only days before the news of his death, i hadn't heard that Ned Brooks had died.
Before the actual MC, i said
and after the MC, i saidMany years ago, running the video room at ASFiCon 3 (which was over a time-change weekend), i declared that that room was immune to the time-change until noon Sunday, when my video program concluded.
I hereby proclaim that history has not yet happened until i complete my MC on the first zine in SFPA 307.
And so the last MC that i will ever write to a zine from the person in Fandom i have known just about the longest - more than half his life, more than two-thirds of my own.
More and more of my friends have gone on ahead.
If there is a Heaven, i hope that, right after i'm greeted at the gate by manymany loving cats and dogs, i'll meet again with Ned and Karl and MFIII and Dennis and Don and Ginzer and Khen and Jack and so many others...
And we'll throw the best con ever - the one that never ends and never gets boring. Where the GoH is someone you always wanted to meet who's accessible and friendly and knows great stories. Where you never have to sleep unless you want to, and the best beer you ever had doesn't make you sloppy drunk, and you never have hangovers...
...and the con hotel catering service never heard of rubber chicken, breaded veal cutlets, or bouncing potatoes.
