The Walt Disney Family Museum

I was a child again. I walked into the Disney Family Museum half walking and half bouncing. Joe held my hand quite tightly like he was afraid I would float away or bounce myself straight into trouble. After getting our tickets, I wasted no time examining the 248 awards that Walt Disney won during his career which were displayed in the lobby. Joe spent most of it watching me, highly amused. 

I read about Walt Disney's life, viewed his early doodles and drawings, listened to the sound effects he used for his films, giggled at the short clips of Steamboat Willie and Bambi being played. Walt Disney was a pioneer. He followed his dream, produced art and films that brought smiles to millions, voice his own characters, created revolutionary animation technology, and eventually made the happiest place on earth. 

The museum did a beautiful job of laying out his life and achievements. It tells a story and from beginning to end, I felt connected to Walt. I smiled at his early adventures and chuckled at short video clips he took of his family, experimenting with them to master visual effects. I imagined his frustration during the 1941 Disney Animators' Strike and his determination during World War II to provide propaganda films and training material for sailors and soldiers. 

As I looked upon the photos from his daughter's wedding, I couldn't help but smile. He seemed like such a happy, passionate man. He was so driven by dream and pure joy and it showed in his eyes, his smile, his family.

He died far too young, far too soon. But he continues to inspire. He's inspired countless artists, film makers, writers, children, parents, and children-at-heart, including this young blogger trying to follow her own dream. Thank you, Walt. 

It's kind of fun to do the impossible.