This year, having just arrived in Los Angeles from a trip to Orlando, I arrived at the end of the event. As I walked in, Joe and Sharon Justice were moving plates, food and drinks, and sweeping the large hangar floor. Most people had, unfortunately, already gone home for the night. But there was one person still there who made my visit particularly special and worthwhile, despite the exhaustion of my journey. His name is Jason Van Camp and I hadn’t seen him for years.