Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #313
…Call me Walt, call me Disney, call me Dizzy, and just don’t call me late for breakfast…
“Why thank you for your kind words, Mr. Disney, but I’m just a backward Southern girl.” A pretentiously shy Carolyn Hanes-Ford senses some form of amorous advance by THE Walt Disney. He has been gushing effusively about Lyn’s work on the movie, The Day the Earth Stood Still and further claims to have read nearly everything Lyn has penned. Had he not been able to name titles and themes, this chain smoking Hollywood playboy would be a prime candidate for a casting couch expert; ‘I could send your career through the stratosphere, baby.’ Perhaps she was mistaking schmoozing for seduction.
“I believe you could find him at your TWA Rocket to the Moon exhibit in Tomorrowland. Knowing him like I do, he is trying to fly that thing.”
“It is not interactive,” injects the amused animator.
“That makes no difference to him.”
“Well okay,” he concedes. “Disneyland is all his… may I call you Carolyn?”
“Please do, Walt.” Familiarity abounds.
“Call me Walt, call me Disney, call me Dizzy, and just don’t call me late for breakfast.”
Lyn would not be calling him for breakfast anytime soon, but that last long draw on his Pall Mall cigarette had that ‘Thank you for a great night, sweetie’ feel to it.
“Getting back to my original reason for inviting you here… I’m talking about my memoirs and you writing them. You seem to be just the person to tell my story; the perfect combinations of grounded core values and wonderfully open imagination.”