A small part of my visit to Florida was spent having a few fursuitters visit the ailing Kimberfox. I was there, as Orvan, and so I saw him for maybe half an hour at the most. I recall him being a sort of tired cheerful. He wanted to joke around and did joke some about all the morphine he had been prescribed. That indicates how well he was doing. When you get morphine prescribed like addiction is no concern, it's because it isn't.
jugularjaguar described his condition as "cancer of everywhere" which is as apt a description as any. Even so, plans had been made for him to try get to Further Confusion, including assistance with airfare. FC didn't work out due to Kimberfox's condition, but there were also plans to try for Furry Weekend Atlanta and/or PawPet MegaPlex (both of which would waive the admission fee for Kimberfox). That was optimistic. Reality was not so kind. Kimber passed away
last night.