As some of you may know, my grandmother has been fighting cancer for the past 6 months, and last night, she finally decided to cross over and join her maker, at the age of 89. ; She held a very special position in my life, not just as my grandmother and because we as a family were lucky enough to all live in the same town...but because Grandma was the person who started my love for Disney World. ; We were still living in New Jersey, and I was just under 4 years old - my mother was working and couldn't take time for a vacation, and my grandmother had a late-born son who was just 1 year older than me. ; When word got around about this new wonderful theme park opening in Florida, where she occasionally liked to drive down with my grandfather for their annual retirement beach vacation, and knowing we kids loved watching all things Disney on TV, she decided to surprise us with a drive down to the new Disney World in November, 1971. ; We had such a good time, and fell so deeply in love with the park, that it became an annual road-trip pilgrimage - not as easy as it sounds today since there wasn't a consistent interstate running the whole way, so lots of smaller detours and side roads were part of the trip, usually running a solid 3 days each way. ; I don't doubt that Disney World played at least a small part in her decision to move to Florida in 1974 - between Disney World and the beaches and warm climate, she probably wondered exactly why she was still in New Jersey.
My love of Disney was so strong, thanks to her, that when my grandmother moved to Florida and I thought that meant we'd have more excuse to go down and visit, I was instead devastated to learn that my divorcing parents meant my mother was moving out of NJ, and NOT to Florida (I wasn't devastated about the divorce surprisingly, as my parents still get along famously - they just decided marriage wasn't meant to be). ; Fortunately or fortuitously, my mother decided that Long Beach California was the place to be as a 20-something divorcee blonde...and so lucky me - I was introduced to Disneyland! ; After 2 years in Long Beach, my mother decided it was a financial struggle, and it was time to move again - once again I wondered what I would do without my Disney...but the security of being near her mother and a love of warmth and beaches prompted my mother to make the move to Florida. ; Which meant even as she had to go to work, I was now free to go to Disney with grandma, who because of the proximity now liked to go 3 times a year. ; We stayed at the little roach motels along 192, driving in to the park each day, burning through e-tickets in a few hours, using up all the Cs and Ds by mid-afternoon, then sullenly riding all of the B and A ticket rides into evening because it was all we had left. ; With grandma, I made it to Disney World for the opening week of Epcot Center, and continued my streak of visiting Disney parks every year since Disney World opened in 1971 (that streak continued through my mother's second and current marriage in 1981, as my stepfather also enjoyed going to Disney World - though he with more money introduced me to staying ON PROPERTY!...and through my move to California after college where I frequented Disneyland, then back to Florida in 1994 where I've been since).
So, I happily remember my grandmother, who now rests in peace, and thank her for giving me my love of Disney. ; She'll be missed, but always fondly remembered and appreciated. ; This weekend may be a bit disjointed - services will be on Monday, so I may be spotty here on the boards for a bit. ; In a way, I'm glad her fight is over as it really took a lot out of her, but while her body was failing, her mind stayed sharp and all the family was lucky enough to have all our final moments and closures with her before she moved on. ; And she wanted to be back with her husband again, having lost him 8 years ago. ; Here's a pic of both of them together, a few years before he passed, and how they'll be remembered:
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My love of Disney was so strong, thanks to her, that when my grandmother moved to Florida and I thought that meant we'd have more excuse to go down and visit, I was instead devastated to learn that my divorcing parents meant my mother was moving out of NJ, and NOT to Florida (I wasn't devastated about the divorce surprisingly, as my parents still get along famously - they just decided marriage wasn't meant to be). ; Fortunately or fortuitously, my mother decided that Long Beach California was the place to be as a 20-something divorcee blonde...and so lucky me - I was introduced to Disneyland! ; After 2 years in Long Beach, my mother decided it was a financial struggle, and it was time to move again - once again I wondered what I would do without my Disney...but the security of being near her mother and a love of warmth and beaches prompted my mother to make the move to Florida. ; Which meant even as she had to go to work, I was now free to go to Disney with grandma, who because of the proximity now liked to go 3 times a year. ; We stayed at the little roach motels along 192, driving in to the park each day, burning through e-tickets in a few hours, using up all the Cs and Ds by mid-afternoon, then sullenly riding all of the B and A ticket rides into evening because it was all we had left. ; With grandma, I made it to Disney World for the opening week of Epcot Center, and continued my streak of visiting Disney parks every year since Disney World opened in 1971 (that streak continued through my mother's second and current marriage in 1981, as my stepfather also enjoyed going to Disney World - though he with more money introduced me to staying ON PROPERTY!...and through my move to California after college where I frequented Disneyland, then back to Florida in 1994 where I've been since).
So, I happily remember my grandmother, who now rests in peace, and thank her for giving me my love of Disney. ; She'll be missed, but always fondly remembered and appreciated. ; This weekend may be a bit disjointed - services will be on Monday, so I may be spotty here on the boards for a bit. ; In a way, I'm glad her fight is over as it really took a lot out of her, but while her body was failing, her mind stayed sharp and all the family was lucky enough to have all our final moments and closures with her before she moved on. ; And she wanted to be back with her husband again, having lost him 8 years ago. ; Here's a pic of both of them together, a few years before he passed, and how they'll be remembered:
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