If we didn't live in Mickey's backyard, I don't know if our kids would ever have been to Disney World. They never were much into the Disney characters, and (thankfully) were born too soon to be part of the Disney Princess craze. But there’s a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will—our children grew up in Central Florida, and between good Florida resident deals and free tickets earned through performances at the parks, Disney World was a formative influence in their lives, and ours as well. EPCOT Center, most especially. It was hands down their favorite park, from the very beginning; fortunately, it was their parents' favorite park as well.
It is for them, as well as us, that I share this "heartfelt tribute to EPCOT Center as it existed from 1982-1993." The way it used to be, which of course is much better than it is today. Really. (H/T Ruth S., a World's Worst Marching Band friend)
Natsukashi!
It didn't make me cry, but if they had used EPCOT music I think it would have. I have lots of fond memories!
