ATTENTION! ACHTUNG! ¡ATENCIÒN! 注意! ΠΡΟΣΟΧΉ!

Hope we have your attention, and pray this information-sharing exercise is not just Greek to you...although there is some Greek flavor to the task, as you will see if you read this post, and it is suggested you do so. Just suggesting, not ordering.

Follow the young maiden, as she obediently sets off on a reconnaissance mission, to determine the where and when of this reunion and the "what the heck is going to happen" as well.

The results of the intelligence-gathering, the hard (?) work of the Infernal Committee and the unskilled skills of the blogmeister now come together and heeeeeere's Johnny! Wait - wrong show...anyhow, heeeeere they are!

The dates: Friday May 16th, Saturday May 17th - this year; that's the "when" part. Friday the 16th - NOT Friday the 13th - at Immaculata LaSalle. Crandon Park Pavillion Number 6 is the venue for Saturday the 17th of May, 2008. That's the "where" part. Now follows the "what the heck is going to happen" part.

First, here is the agenda and the menu for the reception or social at school on May 16th; the fun begins at 8:00 PM, or for the Military Types, 20:00 hours. The party goes on 'til midnight, or 24:00. Infernal Committe member Bill Urbizu suggested those who might want to go on eating, drinking, and being merry may gather at Versailles Restaurant on 8th Street after the 24th hour, and for the umpteenth time engage in lively discussions on how to hasten Fidel's delayed exit...or perhaps coming up with helpful Iraq exit strategies, such as selling the whole thing, Kurds and all, to the Chinese.

This is not a done deal, but Mr. Urbizu is trying to recruit Rick Shaw for DJ/Emcee duty. Those of us present at the 20th Reunion may recall Mr. Shaw did the honors for our dinner dance at the Biltmore Hotel.

You've got to replenish your supply of energy when dancing, even if you do not have or require as much energy as you did in 1968...so here is the menu for the evening.

The appearance is thematic, isn't it? Looks like an upside-down wine goblet. Rest assured that was totally unintentional. If you wish to enlarge it, all you have to do is "point" to it with your mouse. You will see the Little Pointing Gloved Hand; left-click your mouse button and...voila! You have the Big Version for the Bifocally-and-Myopically Impaired - the blogman fitting both categories, the latter since 1959.

Do not send requests for tickets and payments for same to us Infernal Committee types - tickets must be purchased through the school, preferably via the ILS web site; a web page is supposed to be established specifically for the purpose of promoting the Friday social and booking tickets for the event, sometime after March 10th. However, be patient as the ILS webmaster is away for a few days and needs time to work on it. This should be up and running before the end of the month.

If you insist on making a contribution to your poor, hard-working Gang of 4.5 members, send money orders only, payable to Albert's Future Travel Slush-and-Bribery Fund. Don't worry, other Committe Members get their cut too.

OK, now let us move on to the May 17th "Happening" - that is an apropos '60s term to apply.


Thought you might enjoy this aerial view of the venue, in case one or more of you decide to parachute in. That way you get to know the terrain. Infernal Committee Member Ricardo Reimundo might even wish to re-enact one of his Screaming Eagles days jumps. How about it, "Lumumba?" We get ya plastered enough the night before, you may even humor us! Never mind. We would not want you to end up like this guy. It would ruin the Reunion for you.

There are better ways to get to church on Sunday, too.

Now that you have both longitude and latitude coordinates for Crandon Park, nobody should get lost on the way there. Just make sure your GPS unit is working properly. This is important, so please pay attention:

*Enter the park via the South entrance.

*We are gathered at Pavillion Number 6.

*The festivities begin at 11:00 AM - Eleven-Hundred Hours - continuing until sundown.

*The parking fee is $5 - that is all you have to shell out for, except for whatever else you wish to spend on vittles, drinks, suntan lotion, anything else you can think of requiring deflated dollars.

*Speaking of drinks: the Authorities say "no glass containers." This is strictly enforced. Fortunately, beer also comes in cans, and wine can even be purchased in cartons. Soft drinks come in cans, plastic, goatskin bags - no, wait - that's for wine. Bottom line: no glass, no problem.

Speaking of vittles, food, rations, alimentos, essen, τρόφιμα, 食糧, there is a nice concession stand nearby, with a good selection of palate pleasers. The concessionaire was kind enough to provide us with his current menu - he is obviously a good businessman - and we reproduce it here for your convenience.

Contrary to popular belief, speculation, or rumor, no member of the Infernal Committee gets a commission if you do business with Toby. We do not even get a nickel from Visa or Mastercard, if you decide to charge the food order. Needless to say, feel free to provide your own eats, homemade or otherwise. Ditto for libations - if these be homemade, we must conclude you've got moonshine makin' skills. We won't tell if you share.

For more information on Crandon Park, if what is posted here is insufficient, check out the useful Dade County Parks and Recreation web site.

Well, think this is enough for now - do not want to overwhelm anyone with TMI - "Too Much Information." We will do our best to keep you current and well-informed. In the interest of finding and hopefully reuniting with as many of our former classmates and friends, soon a list of those we call our Lost Classmates and Lost Souls will be published here. Lost Classmates is a self-defined term; Nelson coined the Lost Souls moniker for those who attended Immaculata-LaSalle for a year, two, or three but left before graduation. We would like to extend an invitation for them to join our joyful festivities; these were people with whom we shared other common connections - perhaps they went to elementary school with us, Sts. Peter and Paul being one - quite a few of us hailed from there; some we even shared schools with in other countries, such as Baldor Academy in Havana. They were, and are still, our friends. At least it would be nice to know life has, hopefully, treated them kindly and gently.