I know it's a ride and not technically a mini joy, but the POC is so special to me. I went to
Disneyland with my family when I was seven years old and didn't go back for 29 years. I live in Texas and never gave it a thought until I decided to take my own kids. It was on that second trip that I felt like I had stepped out of a time machine, experiencing emotions I hadn't felt for almost 30 years. And all I could think about was the memory of my father, who would die 6 months after that first trip.
On the POC, when you hear that slow banjo and everything gets real quiet, I felt like he was right there sitting next to me. Then you enter that other world and you can't remember anything outside of it for as long you're there.
We've gone every year since. I've forgotten to get a dole whip, forgotten to get a picture in front of the castle, forgotten to ride Dumbo, shake hands with Mickey, and even forgotten to ride It's a Small World. But I've never forgotten to ride the POC. It's the only must because it's the only one that I can remember every second of that first experience, with my father sitting next to me, lost in the magic of Disney.