SAFD: We had one family vacation that wasn't just a weekend camping or a day trip. And that one vacation was two weeks long and started when we drove off from my high school graduation (swell, except that meant I missed the apparently epic graduation party that night....). Part of our vacay was 3 or 4 or 5 days at WDW, including behind the scenes tours of Epcot and in the MK utilidors. It was an amazing amount of splurging by my parents (meaning Mom was going to make the most of the trip). That said, part of the trip was spent having to look at a Disney time share for "free" tickets. Amazingly, my parents went for the time share, but after we got back home and my Mom started going through the fine print, she managed to get our money back after raising a stink about some of the sketchier stuff. (Almost as fun as watching her school an insurance sales person...)
Mom was a huge Disney fan and probably would have enjoyed a yearly trip down there, and we were raised on the WW of Disney on Sunday nights, and nearly every movie I saw was a Disney movie up until my teens. People like Fred McMurray and Dexter Riley (Kurt Russel) were fairly central in our childhood.
My Dad did return to WDW around 2004 or so when he and the goldbricker he married after my mom died met us on a family trip. My 4-year old son was so excited to meet Tigger, Pooh, et al at a character breakfast at Tony's (Crystal Palace was being renovated) and other characters at a breakfast in the AK. I recall that Dad and Goldbrick spent some time with us, maybe they went off and did their own thing for part of the time.
And I say all that to say that my most vivid memory of my Dad was him commenting grumpily, "Every d--n ride you have to go through a gift shop to get out". Me: Yes, Dad. This is Disney. <sigh>
FWIW, my Dad came along at the end of the depression, so he was was very much a child of the depression in his upbringing just wasn't very good at having fun, especially someplace like WDW.
So it was a happy contrast to marry a fellow Disney fan and be taking my kids to WDW at least once a year when they were young and before she went mental (paranoia) and started an ugly divorce. And why, after I started running again and being a semi-frequent visitor, was so glad to take my younger son down there and spend time with him at WDW this past April even though by now he's just part turning 20. But better late than never. I know, way too much info. Thanks for reading.