If you manage to engage the winter quarter of your lifecycle as I have, you are blessed to have some best friends. The problem… the older you get, the more of your friends have gone on to their greater reward. Add to that the fact that scores of other things will factor in and you might be blessed to have five friends left when your time comes to visit the dark side of the dirt. There are friends… and then there is family. Occasionally friends morph into family. I grew up with ten brothers and sisters, but we rarely see one another ...