And, as usual, we did.

But, it's a great beast of an event to do and we couldn't do it alone. I've mentioned a few folks throughout the page but the extent of their efforts demands recognition here, too.

Thanks first for Yola for being the hostess with the mostess. She is kind enough to put up with the antics and keeps us on a steady keel when we'd rather have another beer.

Also thanks to Chris, out trouble-shooter extraordinare. If it's broke he can fix it. That's a handy talent when you've got 300 people standing around screaming for more alcohol.

Tom was a dervish once again cooking, serving and explaining the finer points of Cajun Culture to the uninitiated. Not bad for a yankee.

Elvis brought the ever popular King Cake. For the first time someone not named Tina got the baby.

Many folks brought dips and sandwiches to keep the starving hordes fed while the turkeys were cooking. You guys saved my life.

And we must add a rememberance to Golf Ball Man who passed away just before the party this year. He did a yeoman's job every year cleaning up before and after the party. Although he was scarcely seen he was as much a part of this event as anyone.

He was, oddly enough, also a Cajun as evidence by his name Tim Thibodeaux.

Lastly, thanks to all of you that showed up and made all this hard work worth it yet again. It wouldn't be the social event of the season without you.

Cliff and Lynden

March 6, 2002