Taking a short break from all the goings on at my home front to write a short tribute to a truly nice lady who lost her battle with cancer today. I never met her, but she was a major part of my childhood, and as history would have it, we are the same age.
The boys love Annette and we all knew why, but I identified with Cheryl. There was something about her warm smile that said she would have been a best friend if she had only lived next door. In a way, she did live next door as I watched her every single afternoon.
Disneyland opened in 1955 and being a native, I got there in the first month and at least once a year every year since. The Mickey Mouse Club debuted the same year and I was an 11 year old fan. To this day, I know the "Alma Mater" song above. All beautiful things come to an end, but it is with a speacial sadness that I say goodbye to the girl I never met, but loved.
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I remember Cheryl. And, of course "Annette full of jello" as the boys around my house called her. And, I know what you mean about identifying with someone like that. Sweet tribute.
Oh the memories... Dad would always threaten to turn the TV off before the last note of that song was sung - and I would get sooooo angry. Thank you for the post.
My mom used to talk about these kids like they were friends of hers. They touched a lot of people.
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