All began in march 1968, an uncle of mine bought a new gadget for the time, a brand new colour tv.
At that time, here in Quebec, there was very few emissions in colours. On sundays, at Radio-Canada at 6:00 pm "the Wonderfull Wolrd of Disney" was one of them. We were invited by my uncle to see the program and I remember, it was in winter. We take a walk all my family to uncle's house and sat all around the tv set waiting for our first images in colour, on a glass screen.
I was 11, at 6:00 the announcer said "Une émission couleur de Radio-Canada" (translation: a colour program from Radio-Canada). Suddenly it appears. The castle, surrounded by the fireworks then, Thinkerbell and so on.
From this time I promissed to myself that I will go to Disney (... land at that time).
Time goes by and I am now an adult with a wife and son and I live at around 100mph.
Winter 2000, three of my friends had hart attack (one of them had two). An other died at 42 from cancer.
I rememder the old promise I made to myself and decided that we have only one life to live and give to my family a trip to Disneyworld on first week of march 2001 as christmas gift.
On march 1 2001, 33 years after the tv program, when I arrived in front of the castle, my hart felt so good that tears rolled on my cheeks.
I am now waiting for the closing of my DVC to close this circle of life and be a part of the magic.
I hope that my story has not been too long but I feel good to share it with all of you who believe in magic.
alexx
( I am sure that I will have a phone call or a paper to sign one day or an other)
At that time, here in Quebec, there was very few emissions in colours. On sundays, at Radio-Canada at 6:00 pm "the Wonderfull Wolrd of Disney" was one of them. We were invited by my uncle to see the program and I remember, it was in winter. We take a walk all my family to uncle's house and sat all around the tv set waiting for our first images in colour, on a glass screen.
I was 11, at 6:00 the announcer said "Une émission couleur de Radio-Canada" (translation: a colour program from Radio-Canada). Suddenly it appears. The castle, surrounded by the fireworks then, Thinkerbell and so on.
From this time I promissed to myself that I will go to Disney (... land at that time).
Time goes by and I am now an adult with a wife and son and I live at around 100mph.
Winter 2000, three of my friends had hart attack (one of them had two). An other died at 42 from cancer.
I rememder the old promise I made to myself and decided that we have only one life to live and give to my family a trip to Disneyworld on first week of march 2001 as christmas gift.
On march 1 2001, 33 years after the tv program, when I arrived in front of the castle, my hart felt so good that tears rolled on my cheeks.
I am now waiting for the closing of my DVC to close this circle of life and be a part of the magic.
I hope that my story has not been too long but I feel good to share it with all of you who believe in magic.
alexx
( I am sure that I will have a phone call or a paper to sign one day or an other)
Thanks. Yep, it can do that to ya.
