Visiting Disneyland has been a family tradition for as long as I can remember. I have experienced the park with my grandparents, my aunt, my husband's family and of course, my parents. They made it possible for me to visit the parks almost every year growing up (which I see as an adult was not easy with young children!). The Dumbo ride in Fantasyland will forever hold a special place in my heart thanks to one of my Dad's favorite stories from our early days in the park. To set the scene, I would have been about 3 years old, before my younger brother was born, visiting the park with my Mom and Dad. I'll let him take it from here:
One day long ago in Fantasyland, there was a father and a very excited young Disney fan. They toured the park and came upon a true Disney classic. They joined the throngs of other admirers in line for Dumbo the Flying Elephant. They entered the queue and slowly made their way along the long line. Eventually the young Disney fan fell into a sleepy trance in her father's arms. The father entered a zen line trance as he trudged his way through the line. And then, magically, just as they reached the end of the line, Elaina the young Disney fan comes awake. And she and her dad gleefully enjoyed a ride on Dumbo the Flying Elephant.
Thanks Dad for carrying me through the entire Dumbo ride, and enduring many more Disneyland queues to make my dreams come true.