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February 19, 2008


I'm shooting for DisneyLand.

It's a small world at DisneyLand. We were too poor to go when I was a child... I'm so happy for your perfect youth. :)

I started humming "It's a Small World After All" the minute I saw the photo. I lived in LA in 1970, so we were there at just about the same time.

Of course, "It's a Small World" and your adorable nieces have been there, if you will recall, with you!

Congrats to everyone who correctly identified my location at "It's a Small World" in Disneyland. In addition to this trip in 1969, Doris is correct that I visited with my nieces (in 2002), I visited with my cousin Mollie (in 1997), I visited for Gay Night with friends Mark, Adam and Billy (1994), I visited while working for American Express (1991, at Disney World), I visited during a college LA-based summer (1982), and I visited with a just-divorced Dad (1973, in Disney World). Next up, Jeremy. After that, I think I'm done with It's A Small World.

You were brave to be seen at It's a Small World on Gay Night - were onlookers shouting unkind remarks?

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