I had planned on getting to the Young Men Olympian Hall early, but I had no idea of the crowd that would be gathering in front, awaiting the start of the second-line. In fact, the police had blocked the streets leading to the intersection, and it was only with great difficulty that I found a place to park across from Mahalia Jackson Elementary School. As I walked down toward the large crowd, a woman welcomed me and told me her name was Creola. She seemed to know everyone as we neared the barricades where a brass band was gathering, and she explained to me that the Young Men Olympian was an organization that had five divisions, and that each division would have its own band in the second-line.