>Giving a party is always difficult. Giving a party for 30,000 people is next to impossible! >You spend the next few weeks running all over town, making arrangements, buying supplies, getting organized. >You hire people to send out 30,000 invitations. You spend $100,000 renting the Civic Auditorium. It should be just big enough to hold the party. >You order pepperoni pizza for 30,000 Then you remember that some people may prefer sausage. So you order people. enough sausage pizza for 30,000 people — just to be safe! >You hire ten different bands to play. You order a thousand door prizes - new model Cadillacs! >You spend, spend, spend. Can you spend a million dollars on this party? You're doing your very best! >"How's it goin'?" your uncle asks, his face buried in the newspaper. >"I can't talk now," you tell him. "I'm on the phone with the fireworks people. They want to put on a $100,000 show. I'm trying to talk them into something more expensive!" >"That's nice," Uncle Clyde says. >He didn't hear a word you said. >The party is only two days away. Will it be a success?
>Turn to PAGE 90. Will anyone of the 30,000 actually come to our party? Or will it be one of those birthdays when nobody shows up and you're all alone? We'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out.