| Walt and Me Meeting Big Boss |
| The day starts with an ordinary trip to Los Angeles, if ordinary means a kid, me, driving a 18-wheeler loaded with vegetables picked by homeless people who will get the full sale price. I guess not ordinary to you- ordinary to me. This week I was going to see Walt Disney, maybe. My Father Frank Dias, wanted to say no in person to an offer Walt made to him in a letter- the offer was for my father to haul the food in for Disneyland's food stands. My father had more important,to him, work to do. My father being a fan of Walt Disney for years, so we waited in a room until Walt came out to talk with my father. My father said he could not do the job at this time. Right then a man came in and said to Walt that the food service union would not send anybody for only part-time work and there were not enough hours for them to make a living on. Then he said the Screen Actors Guild would not send more street performers for part-time work and that the street performers did not have enough hours to live on. The man said that if he talked the street performers into accepting part-time food service work until full time was available for all, his union would cause him trouble. Not a good time to smile? My father made a big smile and said that he could talk to each street performer into accepting some food service work. Walt laughed and said "You're hired!" On the first day of talks with my father and the street performers, I was sitting there in the waiting room, prepared to wait for hours until my father was done for the day. Walt saw me and said "Come with me". I followed- into an adventure of making happiness. |