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 wo
uld 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. S
cREAMING. 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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