Its been a few years since Frank and Gerard first met on that cold day in August at the bus stop, and many things have changed. The challenges they faced along the way forged new bonds and broke old ones, leaving scarred lines in happy faces, yet life is going great and nothing could be better. Except until Frank starts having dreams of running at night, the gnashing of teeth and the stench of...

I'm totally and completely flabbergasted. I don't even really know what I'm thinking right now. What do you do when the men that made the music that gave you a reason to get up in the morning, don't make that music anymore? I missed the concert last year near my hometown by accident. Now I'll never get to go to one of their concerts. I'm not going to lie and say I'm not crying, because I most...