When asked about Disneyland, Walt would say, “We’re just
getting started!” He meant for it to always be growing and changing. I vividly
remember visiting the park in the 60’s, when we lived an hour away. People dressed
up to go out then, and our mother made us matching outfits with shoulder bags just
for the occasion. There was a luau in Adventureland near the Jungle Cruise, and a pow-wow at Indian Village where Critter
Country now stands. Big Thunder Mountain Railroad was the tame Mine Train
Through Nature’s Wonderland. Tarzan’s Treehouse was home to the Swiss Family
Robinson, and the Skyway ride passed from Fantasyland to Tomorrowland through a
hole near the peak of the Matterhorn. You could rocket to the moon, ride a
time-traveling carousel, or take a journey through inner space. Disneyland back
then smelled chiefly of tobacco smoke and diesel exhaust. Would I go back if I
could? Maybe not.
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