I recall staying at my uncle’s chicken farm in 1953 and 1954. My mother described the farm as being “way out in the country.” But never in my wildest dreams could I have conceived that something called Disneyland would very soon occupy the place where crowing roosters were waking me up in the morning.
Disney had walked the east parking lot at the LA County Fairgrounds in Pomona with the city council. They told him, “We already have the Fair, we don’t need an amusement park.”