Fanime grows older gently.

There's a good chance this is the last article we'll do for an event. In some ways, the world has moved on.

Time passes -- as Stephen King said, "The oldest trick in the world, and maybe the only one that really is magic." It's hard to believe we were ever those kids, running down the halls yelling "'tis the era of sailor fuku." Hard to believe what we cared about then, and how very deeply we cared about it.

For us, Fanime was always synonymous with the basic otaku spirit. Exuberant fandom. It accomplished some amazing things, some truly wonderful moments, and we met a bunch of wonderful people there. But even Fanime reminds us of how much has changed -- how much the fans have changed, the companies have changed, anime's changed -- and of course, how much we've changed.

Part of what we loved about Fanime was seeing our friends again. Catching up after a year, visiting, chatting about our shared fandom. But people move on, and our friends among them. Our friends got different hobbies, new obligations. They stop going, and we. . . well, we also move on.

And Fanime itself changes, often for the better. We especially like the parents' lounge; a place for parents to take care of their young kids. Otaku have kids nowadays; it's just a thing that happens. And it is a barrier, we understand: you can't leave the kids alone for a weekend. It's caused a lot of people to drop out, stop attending cons entirely. Anything that makes it easier for them to show up, we wholly endorse.

We'd also like to see the idea developed further. Maybe a childcare service. Programming catering to the nostalgic. That kind of thing.

There are real advantages, too. Kids don't have money; it's practically part of the definition. Once we grew up and got real jobs, we had comparatively massive disposable income, and we really are willing to spend money for convenience. We don't trash hotel rooms, by and large. We're adults. Sensible people.

Fanime's really ideal for this kind of thing, because they've always had a certain vein of nostalgia, and the con's already taken the first steps. We already feel more at home there than most cons -- it wouldn't take much to make us dinosaurs feel welcome. We got older, but we still enjoy this hobby, and we'd still enjoy meeting up with like-minded people again.