Walt and Me
Do or Die
         Little Bobby is thinking:                           Almost to Hollywood.
This new highway is smooth . So high I can almost see the ocean and up the
valley on the other side. I better enjoy it now. Maybe no more. Walt made it
sound easy- just drive an eighteen wheeler into Disneyland to break the
blockade of some bat-swinging bullies trying to extort money from Walt to let
him open Disneyland. I drove over a hundred eighteen wheelers into the Los
Angeles Produce Exchange to break these same thieves' blockade there. Good
that I have a surprise now- The Safeway Stores owner had a new Kenworth
truck set up with a compressor and blower that would be so loud and screaming
that those bullies would run. I hope. My life and My Disneyland friends and
keeping Walt and Roy from going bankrupt depends on the plan working.
There is the off ramp for Disneyland and the
Safeway store to get the truck. Real nice truck. I wish my father was not stuck
on Peterbilt eighteen wheelers. This drives smooth and has a great horn. Better
not use it. Would warn the bullies with bats. Sure would be nice to honk the
horn at my Disneyland friends that are lined up in the cars and trucks
waiting for me to clear out the blockade.
117 vehicles lined up already and more coming with their lights off so not to
warn the bullies with bats. Bats does not sound good to me. Those things must
be hard on the head. They are raised to waist level now as I drive in close to the
service entrance. Expected. I stop, as planned. I get out and take a box out of the
back of the truck and walk to a Disneyland employee who had climbed over a
fence to get in to walk out and receive the box from me. Bullies with bats close
a little towards us. My legs feel like mush, but I walk back to the truck. get in
and start reving up the motor. higher and higher. now so high some of the
bullies with bats are shaking. REV IT ALL THE WAY. ScREAMING. Fear is in
all their eyes. They ALL wet their pants and start running The devil in their
hearts tell them to run.
The little saint in me tells me to be happy and drive the truck in so the other
man take it in for opening day supplies. My father starts waving in the
employees. I wave them in, a smile from ear to ear for my Disney friends. They
honk as they pass me and wave. Some body starts turning on Disneyland's
lights. Party time!
Los Angeles hears the horns and come out to get in their cars to honk and drive
to see the Disneyland lights. I can see from the highway that the streets from
the ocean to the end of the valley are full with cars honking and lights on. So
much light I can see it from Santa Barbara and later home in Santa Maria 4
hours later.
Big party for a million, maybe more. Walt and Roy
can keep up dreaming things that make people happy. My Disney friends still
have their jobs.
I still live!
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