I know a place where dreams are born...
It's the first Sunday in April, 1958, and through another decade. It's seven o'clock. I know exactly where I am and what I was doing. I am in our den in my family's house in Hartford, CT. My father is sitting in his aqua recliner, my mother is sitting on the couch. They're both probably finishing the Sunday newspapers. I'm in "my"chair. I went to Hebrew school in the morning and the afternoon was spent visiting great aunts and uncles and cousins. Dinner is finished and the kitchen has been cleaned. It's time for Walt Disney, and it's time for D Is for Disney World..
Between the Mickey Mouse Club after school every day and the Sunday night Walt Disney Hour, I was a complete fan of all things and people Disney. I dreamed of going to Disney Land and remember thinking if I could just see Disney Land I could die happy. In retrospect that's an odd thought for a middle schooler, but that was my dream, and if anything Disney taught us, it was that dreams really did come true.
The stuff of dreams...
For many years it was just a dream. My father got two weeks vacation and we never thought to take trips that included planes. We had great vacations, but they were only as far as we could drive in one week and still have time to drive home in the second week. I didn't feel deprived, because I only knew one family while I was growing up that had been to Disney Land. As most of us remember, life was very different in the early sixties, and I felt lucky that I could visit my dream place every Sunday night.
The years went by and like many childish things I put away my dreams of Disney Land. It tumbled far down on my list of places to visit. Air fare grew less expensive, I got a passport, started working and the entire world opened up.
But my dreams never went away. Finally in 1992 I spent a day at Disney Land Paris and enjoyed it immensely. It was a beautiful summer day, the park wasn't crowded and I had a lot of fun. My travel companion joined me grudgingly, but after a few hours and a number of rides, he agreed we were having a great time.
Finally, finally I made it to Florida and Disney World in 2013. I loved the parade and lights at night. I loved the pineapple Dole whip and I loved Epcot and meeting the Disney characters.
My friend, Mary Poppins
What were the places on your dream lists to visit? Besides Disney Land, I hoped to get to London, Paris and the Taj Mahal. It would take decades to visit the places on my dream list.
Writing these posts has spurred me to start going through the many envelopes of photographs I haven't looked at in years. I've found myself in different haircuts and different hair colors and many different backgrounds. Besides travel pictures there are a number of family events and it's fun to see the small children that my now grown up cousins once were. I've rediscovered several places where we will be traveling in the next month, which includes tomorrows' post. We're off to a far corner of Europe and I hope you will join the Buttercupland delegation for our E destination.
As ever, thanks for visiting and take good care. Much love and wash your hands!