I actually lived through such a party. It was when I left my day treatment center in 1992. The people gave me a good bye party as I was getting married and was moving. I never had so much fun i got everyone's phone numbers,names i assoicated with everyone everyday for 8 years, good days and few bad days. I was happiest there as i was a patient and it was so insiteful some of the things the people brought up in conversations, i seem to be able to talk and listen to these people as i could relate to them. I often wish i was still there. yes I was one of the "crazy's" btu some of them didn't know and looked up to me for my "gift" i had of listening and understanding. I don't know if i went to another day treatment if i'd be able to handle it again. i do want to try, but have no transportation. i must be crazy to even want to go to where the crazy's are. i hoe nobody gets upset by me calling people crazy, but back then that's what the stigma was put on us by ignorant people. i think a party would go over well, as most of the people seem to make friends easily as all of you do.no no one is crazy, except i do jokingly and reality to myself alone.