Pirates of the Karen-Bean

When No. 5 was small, there was a Disneyland ride she called "Pirates of the Karen-Bean."

I am missing that ride right now.

In fact, I think I am missing Disneyland.

(Should I be worried???)

Maybe I am not missing Disneyland so much as memories made at Disneyland?

Or maybe I am missing the feeling of being in a canoe in a bayou at twilight, listening to a banjo player and a creaky rocker and watching fireflies without worrying about getting eaten alive by mosquitoes?

Or maybe I am missing the feeling of being 8 and 15 and 20 and not having so many things to worry about?

The world may never know . . .