On that day 5 years ago, while my family sat vigil in a Philadelphia hospice facility, Julian drove from Maryland to South Coventry Twp. PA. He stopped in at the St. Peter's Bakery and bought some pastries.
He then drove to Philadelphia (a little over an hour), to Penn Hospice to deliver the pastries, meet my brother and wish me a happy birthday. ‎· Jim: Lose Cannon
Julian knew me because of Friendfeed. He was a part of that incredible community that arose through a social network that most people had already pronounced dead by then. He is #teamFFrank. ‎· Jim: Lose Cannon
It remains one of the most touching acts of true friendship that I have ever known. As you can see in the picture, I was a little teary-eyed, just as I am now as I type this. ‎· Jim: Lose Cannon
Thank you, my friend. And thank you to all who were and are #teamFFrank. #FForever ‎· Jim: Lose Cannon
I remember going through Julian's FF feed after he left. Some of the posts that I had seen and thought seemed a little obscure, and truth be told, odd, suddenly had a whole new meaning. It was humbling. Somewhere in someone's archives, perhaps those posts survive, but even if not, I still remember. ‎· Jim: Lose Cannon
For this and many other reasons, January 19, 2011 was not only the worst day of my life, but also one of the best. ‎· Jim: Lose Cannon