My favorite memory was with my dad when I was around 9, (summer 1975) Now my dad's pastor and never made much money, but he took us all to Disney anyway. He was never big on frills like suvenirs either, he just couldn't afford to be at that time. Anyway, I LOVED POC,and after going on it, I just had to have one of the toy muskets they used to sell in the gift shop. Back then they were a real cap gun that actually shot cork balls, very cool. Anyway, my dad actually said that I could have one, but he didn't want to carry it all day long, and he was sure that they would have them at the gift shops closer to the exits.
Anyway, we stayed untill the park closed, and as we were heading out we of course found that they did not have what I wanted on main street. I was crushed, and expected dad to tell me 'we'll get it next time' or something like that, but instead he grabed me by the hand and we took off across the park at a dead run all the way to carribean plaza, and he bought the silly thing for me just as they closed the store.
POC is still my favorite ride in the parks, and taking my boys on it now is always special to me. In fact this fall we hope to take my parents back there for the first time since they took us as kids. Maybe I'll buy him a suvenir in caribean plaza!