I have had so many perfect days at Disneyland it's hard to pinpoint just one. On Opening Day I remember hearing Walt Disney's welcome speech at the gate by the old parking lot, lost in a sea of grown ups, at my dad's side. I remember feeling the magic as I walked into Fantasyland, alone, the first person to ride Mr. Toad, as my dad and the adults went to Frontierland for Walt's introduction. But the best time I ever had was singing, "Zippy Do Dah" with the Jazz Band in New Orleans Square, and having the audience give me applause. I still cherish the bead necklace the lady singer gave me that day. I was also able, despite a taxing hemodialysis session, to be there on the Opening Day of Cars Land. It was fun walking through a gauntlet of Disney executives welcoming us all to the park.