Scuffling back

Just spent a wonderful evening with old and dear friends.  Bedrock - we are talking decades of experiences shared.  The type of get together that is so comfortable that even the silences are like an old shoe, comfortable and warm. We've been through a lot, and one doesn't always need words...
But, like all good things, it's come to an end; it's pissing rain outside now, the fire is dying low, and our ending conversation was of those who were gone or going.  That's a part of growing up, as are these songs.  See ya tomorrow.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q3-dtbnfzKA&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnvjH8dUrhU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tR_i0sKWKEA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj1154CGHaI&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=29uNvGHsRlc

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mb1S7Wl_GJc

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXfROqR_p1A