Those that knew him knew that he made plans to be here, but also made plans in case he couldn't. He was an excellent organiser of PCon, picking up the baton from slovobooks and showing that the convention could survive beyond the original founder. Even when he was diagnosed with cancer, he kept planning the next one, and the one after, always intending to be there, but also making contingency plans for the convention in case he wasn't going to make it.
To Frank Darcy - damn, your bravery still makes me cry, and I'll miss you. I wish I'd known you better. I hope your family know just how well you were appreciated.