I’m back from Marcon, and I’m not sure what to say about it. As most of you probably know, guest of honor Robert Asprin passed away the day before the convention started. At opening ceremonies, I said that the odd thing was, if I had spent much of opening ceremonies ribbing him, as I’d originally planned, it would have been something he’d have liked, but I just didn’t have the heart to do it. The convention organized a wake for him with music and Tulamore Dew, and it was well done. I knew Bob for something like 30 years; I’m sorry he’s gone.
It’s hard to talk about general convention stuff under the circumstances, but it wouldn’t be fair to the Marcon committee not to mention that they’re one of the long-standing fannish conventions where they know what they’re doing, and that they treated me very well (including all sorts of extra effort they had to go through because I somehow managed to mess up my foot the first day).
I met and re-met a lot of great people, and it was by any standards a good convention; I wish Bob could have been there.