Thank you for the write-up, Josh.
I met Darren at Portland's Food Not Bombs in 2009. At the time he recommend I volunteer at Bike Farm. Nobody else did until my return to Portland in late 2011 when my friend Calvin was volunteering there. Bike Farm gave me hope for humanity, hope I'm not sure I would have gained, because I'm not sure I'd have volunteered without the association of Darren and memory of him to Bike Farm, despite my barely having gotten to know him.
In 2013 I toured with Darren (and Momoko) to the 2013 B!B!. After that 3.5 weeks, I also stayed in NOLA, though only for two months. I was then a restless person with the perception of re-entering society after a year isolating myself on the parents' farm. He was a constant source of patience, support (mental, emotional, and material), and guidance, even when I gave him reason to be displeased. Friends closer to him made clear he was dealing with much personal struggle at the time, but that didn't keep him from looking like a constant force of love.
Knowing what impact he had on me in such a short time, I'd say the world suffers great loss with his passing. But at least we can be thankful to have had him with us, and we can continue being inspired by him.