Man, I have the worst luck getting to WindyCon. One year I was sick. One year Wendy died -- Happy Birthday, Sister! (She would've been 59 today.) Last year I was just coming out of 5½ months of hospitals.
At least I was taking this as a target of opportunity. Hadn't decided to go until after they closed Programming, so there are no panels I have to cancel.
Still, the program schedule had some good things. And dammit, missed another steak dinner at Harry Carey's -- was even going to have Momcat and Joe meet us there Saturday night.
Oh well. If you're going to WindyCon, be safe, have fun!