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Was it a”GAY DAY”?
I don’t think Walt would like the present incarnation of his dream. Just my opinion.
I was 7 years old living in Orange County in 1955, just having moved back from several years in Utah, Wyoming and Colorado.
Went to Disneyland soon after it opened. Had HS “grad-night” there as well.
Little girl has a few band-aids on her leg. Nowadays, her parents would be brought up on charges of child endangerment and neglect.
..back when America was evil and white and didn’t have a whole lotta mass killings or ISIS in our midst, sodomites with Supreme Court victories, illegals invading our Southern border by the MILLIONS, importing hundreds of thousands of people who WANT TO KILL US, a progressive-Marxist Muslim gay illegal alien president and his ISLAMO-FASCIST, CHRISTIAN-HATER ‘DEMOCRAT’ COHORTS working on behalf of the enemy to sabotage America, blah blah blah..
I have a friend who’s boyfriend’s brother stowed away overnight on Tom Sawyers Island and was killed when he got entangled in the cabling and tracks running underwater for the Riverboat.
I’ll never forget my Dad saying to my Brother, Sister, and me to be sure and thank Uncle George for taking us all to Disneyland that first year in Anaheim. He went on to say “....he spent almost a hundred dollars on you all”.
Between his kids, and us, him, and Aunt Liz, and a couple of others (12) he spent “almost a hundred dollars”.
Bttt.
I grew up in SoCal and was nine years old that summer of ‘55. We lived in Downey which was about 15 miles from D’land. I think we went about two weeks after the opening.
Most of the rides weren’t even operational as Bank of America, who was the primary lender on the project, forced Walt, who was a perfectionist, to open ahead of his schedule in order to get cash flowing.
Does everyone remember an ‘E’ ticket before the term was applied to commercial air travel?
Have many great memories of the place. Especially memorable was in 1983 when my nine year old daughter came for her summer visit. We parked, it was over a hundred degrees, and Dad forgot, more or less, where had had put the car. A hour later we found it.
My grandparents got to SoCal in the 1890’s. It was the Golden State. Since it became Mexanized I never go there anymore.