One day, all of you will be gone. And all of this, all of us, will be nothing but a hazy memory. It will take you a second to remember everyone’s name. Someone will have to remind you of the songs we sung, the solos you got or didn’t get. Life…really only has one beginning and one end. And the rest is just a whole lot of middle.

“I just don’t want it to end. Everything… this whole year… just wish it could go on forever.”