This Day In History: February 14, 1976

I harken back to the old days of phones attached to the wall by a wire, $.60 cent gas and TVs that could have a remote but did not need one - and you watched it when scheduled or you were out of luck. Disneyland cost about $5 and it was in the form of lettered tickets (E for a good ride, A for the simple things).

At the time there was a dearth of theme parks but it would not have mattered. Disneyland was the granddaddy of them all and, although a childhood dream, I had never been. Neither had Beth or Ellen and that day found us all in California with five bucks each to burn so off we went. I was twenty years old and still young enough to be entranced with the Happiest Place On Earth. We had a great time and over the years when we brought the kids, I always looked as forward to it as they did. Could this possibly my one dream come true? LOL! Contrast the excitement of bringing Lisa there for the first time (at a more mature age) and getting the comment "It was a little cheesy". Haha. That was the last time I went. And I think I miss it!

A few other things of moment happened that day in my life and elsewhere but they no longer matter. But a first trip to Disneyland is forever.




I think I will know I am wealthy when buying Disneyland tickets and getting a sit down dinner in one of their restaurants does not make me mentally put off major budget items for another six months.

Patrick has a great Disneyland story featuring soldiers who had been in the desert for an extended period of time. Ask him to tell you.

Oh yeah. I just got back from Sacramento but that will have to wait as I left my camera and a coffee grinder and I even left my ATM card in the machine - that one was returned to me (eat your heart out Beth). Not so bad. Last time I went up I forgot to bring clothes.

Lyla was so sweet - she gave me her cold. It took me 13 hours to drive home because the itch in my throat made my eyes wacky and I found I could not concentrate on the road without everything getting out of focus and jumpy. I think I stopped at every rest stop on the 5. The one at Lost Hills has the cheapest gas, by the way.