Once upon a time, I lived in a club house at a mobile home park. My folks practically owned the place, and because I was doing all the maintenance for them, they let me live there. They called it Whitmire's Partying Palace. We would have the best Halloween parties, but then again we had great parties almost every weekend. It would not take much to start one. Someone would just show up with a keg and before you knew it, there would be a whole room full of people. We heard about people that did not know better, who thought that Whitmire's Partying Palace was a new club. These were some of the best times of my life.